Armageddon Dance

Big bang theories in the danger zone At the Armageddon dance Nobody gets out nobody goes on And you're the last man singing on the microphone If this is the end then let's not pretend I'm tired of playing around Dance with me 'til the sunshine blurs the ground You got a little out of control You dig a little deeper the hole You got a little out of control You dig a little deeper the hole Yeah yeah yeah The people shout out there's no room for pity And the rich die young from looking so greedy Come with me and leave for this place They're never turning around Let's get lost in the beats on the underground You got a little out of control You dig a little deeper the hole You got a little out of control You dig a little deeper the hole Yeah yeah yeah You got a little out of control You dig a little deeper the hole You got a little out of control You dig a little deeper the hole Yeah yeah yeah You got a little out of control You dig a little deeper the hole You got a little out of control You dig a little deeper the hole Yeah yeah yeah

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