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letra de ballroom - jamie paige

[intro]
“welcome to the fiction
we hide here every evening
with plenty of exuberance
and voices for the voiceless”

[verse 1]
but if i look out on the floor
is there room for anymore?
i’m a buzzk!ll and a bore
i’m not the person this is for
but i’m tired of civil war
my spirit is screaming out for more
its all just too much to ignore
that i could be something more

(we could be something more)

[chorus]
the sprawl of the ballroom
with the lights down low
i know you see my eyes aglow
my hand is еxtended
to offer you a dancе
by chance, would you welcome my romance?
and we both know, it’s fantasy
(but the feeling is real, it’s real for you and me)
the sprawl of the ballroom
(with the lights down low)
[verse 2]
i’m a grease spill and a bad time
so i look around me, see the fault lines
every soul here has a problem
but when they’re together, they are flawless

but there’s no pretending nothing’s wrong!
they’ll figure it out that i’m a fraud!
but i still try to play along
’cause i just want to belong

(do i belong?)

[chorus]
the sprawl of the ballroom
with the lights down low
i know you see my eyes aglow
my hand is extended
to offer you a dance
advance, my darling take a chance
and we’re no kings, you and i
(but being together, we’re royalty tonight)
the sprawl of the ballroom
(hold me close)

[verse 3]
i’m so tired of the fiction (who are we)
i get so caught up in the friction (you and me)
but it’s okay to let it go (we can be so free)
and find a comfort in the show
(a thing n0body knows)
are you a martyr well-deserved
or just afraid of what doesn’t hurt?
my darling, i know it all too well
(but we’re all pretending to be ourselves)
so maybe you’re real, maybe fake
but your life is always your own to make
so lets enjoy it for its own sake!

[chorus]
the sprawl of the ballroom
with the lights down low
i know you see my eyes aglow
it’s artifice exalted, a foxtrot fantasy
you see? don’t worry about a thing
and we may part in the end
(but you can always come back around again)
the sprawl of the ballroom
and my hands held tight
alright, we’ll be back another night!

[outro]
welcome to the fiction
we hide here every evening
with plenty of exuberance
and voices for the voiceless

- jamie paige

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