Please let dance music start After we have time to get messed up If you let it, the tears will still come I'm tired of melodies like these With no lesson to teach Supply me with the tools All the tools and all I need For melodies like these that nobody needs Please let dance music start After we have time to get messed up In the bathroom of the bar My tears will still come Hide me in the foreground Behind mild disposition like this I swing, I miss Not ready for different You told me to watch myself before I lose it Well, I'm telling you here Watch it! Please let dance music start After we have time to get messed up If you let it, your tears will still come