Lyrics for Sivert Høyem’s “Prisoner of the Road” added.
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Closer, move in closer
Closer now than, than ever before
I doubt it that you can survive
So far from your trenches and your friends
This is where competition starts and all of that ends
I sense a lot of tension
Pull out your arsenal
Step into this room and dance for me
By now we should know the music and the steps
I never asked, I never set you up
A little something for me?
A little something thrown back at me?
This is the floor, these are the rules, these are the moves
This is the room in which we dance
Close the door, say you will dance