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Four on the Floor - Dead Gowns
Lyrics by：Geneviève Beaudoin
Composed by：Geneviève Beaudoin
Produced by：Sam Kassirer/Colin Lester Fleming
Head into the party
Pulled out like a wave
My head absorbs the memory
And I cannot be saved
I am going through your coat
I am pulling out your phone
Every message an ocean
Then I cannot stop spinning
So I head to the dance floor
And my hurt becomes the rhythm
Wet denim takes the form
When you set love down like a lost a thing
When you're careless
It changes the meaning
Well, try me, try me
Making eyes from the corner
Come on and try me, try me
We're so much more than strangers
Come on and try me, try me
Making eyes from the corner
Come on and try me, try me
We're so much more than strangers
Come on and try me, try me
There's one more song to go
Come on and try me, try me
It's four on the floor
It's four on the floor
It's four on the floor
It's four on the floor
It's four on the floor
It's four on the floor
You take the keys, I'll grab the coats
It's getting late, the dog is at home
