We were dancing hot and strobe-dyed,
dressed in dying stars, gone nova
to plastic beats. We killed the floor.
We were the brightest before dawn,
then we faded in the dawn sky.
Dressed in dying stars, gone nova,
Our hearts were naked and shining.
We were the brightest before dawn
exposed us in a matte finish,
as we faded in the dawn sky.
Our hearts were naked
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