The sacred words spoken
-hands on - hands off...

After all have gone
Beneath the wooden staircase...

Dance so lightly,
With the faeries beneath your feet...

I would deny my faith.
I would deny my friends...

Beginning with the condom rip,
Ending with a birth...

Even when I'm awake, I dream of you;
I hope things can go right this time...

I desire my death and all the spirits within,
I strike my fears and all is finished again...

We all have choices
in a secret life...

Run,
Come on...

Blinded by our tears
Persistence to stay together...

Disco, Disco
Throw it through a hoop...

Straight up.
Don't back off...