roach motel - the night

The night moves on - and time flies - I wish that I could float right up and kiss the sky - Standing on the dancefloor - my arms raised high - starting to feel good now - my o my. Now's the time I start to feel free - free to let myself go - and release the freak in me - and the night moves on - and the night moves on.

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