disco ghosts

Black Drawing Chalks

Back to the music
I'm going down, looking at you
Breathing crystals on the ground

Biting and shaking
I saw you on the flour,
Don't stop dancing anymore
We go, like a disco ghost

Back to the music
Liking dry, jumping high
To twist you belt in the sky

Biting and shaking
Don't think when you gonna die
Don't stop to use your little mind
We go like a disco ghost

Don't you worry how go home
Dust is falling, pieces gone
I got your faces to remind
To blow my mind

Try to end this world tonight
You really gonna find