Don't Want to Die Dancing to Death
You're reminding me of a time when I used to feel.
I'm dancing through emotions, so surreal.
This isn't good for me, if only you knew...
It's history of heartbreak I'm spinning through.
My scars ache to be reopened, you don't even know.
My silent screams will be my ballad for the show.
I dance over a stage of my own blood,
Memories ricocheting and drowning me like a flood.
The white dress stained red flicks out rubies and I twirl on the tips of my toes. I bend and sway, the tornado inside blowing me every which way. My mind in turmoil I find myself feeling so contradicting... My face is one that grins and lies, pushing up my cheeks, you won't see the shadows in my eyes. Burying the pain, I was doing so well. Now it's rushing up to overtake me, but you can't tell.
Now I'm doomed to dance my own demise.
And you'll only see a happy disguise.
You're blind to the facts of my self torture.
And won't you be surprised at my departure...
Unless I'm saved from my past it'll eat me alive.
It's an audience that needs my pain to thrive.
Take me out of their spotlight so I can be happy.
Give me a future away from them so I can be free.
I'd die dancing to my death as my pain swings me around. My blood, my past, would flow up and I'd be drowned. Someone stop my dance, pull me from this stage. We can disappear behind the curtain and run from my mind's painful rage. I'll heal and once again these scars will only be memories. Just don't tell me your love was only a tease.
I'm dancing through emotions, so surreal.
This isn't good for me, if only you knew...
It's history of heartbreak I'm spinning through.
My scars ache to be reopened, you don't even know.
My silent screams will be my ballad for the show.
I dance over a stage of my own blood,
Memories ricocheting and drowning me like a flood.
The white dress stained red flicks out rubies and I twirl on the tips of my toes. I bend and sway, the tornado inside blowing me every which way. My mind in turmoil I find myself feeling so contradicting... My face is one that grins and lies, pushing up my cheeks, you won't see the shadows in my eyes. Burying the pain, I was doing so well. Now it's rushing up to overtake me, but you can't tell.
Now I'm doomed to dance my own demise.
And you'll only see a happy disguise.
You're blind to the facts of my self torture.
And won't you be surprised at my departure...
Unless I'm saved from my past it'll eat me alive.
It's an audience that needs my pain to thrive.
Take me out of their spotlight so I can be happy.
Give me a future away from them so I can be free.
I'd die dancing to my death as my pain swings me around. My blood, my past, would flow up and I'd be drowned. Someone stop my dance, pull me from this stage. We can disappear behind the curtain and run from my mind's painful rage. I'll heal and once again these scars will only be memories. Just don't tell me your love was only a tease.