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[nipplehats]

so this dance is dark, and underground.
and the light we have, your eyes...
but excuse me dear, i think you have my heart.
every breath, a mere surprise!
and this dance, we dance, we dance it slow
for this dance we dance goodnight.
for if we dance with cation's grip
we'll be sure to dance it right!
and excuse me dear, i think this plan was yours
right after this plan was mine.
but this dance it came so natural,
i think its of another kind.
maybe it was fate, who planed this dance
and made this night come true
maybe it was destiny,
who brought me here to you.
and maybe it was coincidence,
that this dance we dance tonight.
gave me butterflies that filled me whole
at every glance, and every sight!
so for now, we'll dance it silently,
and this dance, we'll dance it slow.
for the future plans so blindly,
that the present can never know...
and if it did, this future's gift
would be without the mere surprise.
that the next moment does hold blissful suspense,
that can be seen throughout your eyes.
and my dear, label me crazy
but so natural we were as we met
as i turned to metal
and you my dear, magnet.