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Florence + the Machine - Choreomania
...3,
2,
1
And
I
am
freaking
out
in
the
middle
of
the
street
With
the
complete
conviction
of
someone
Who's
never
had
anything
actually
really
bad
happen
to
them
But
I
am
committed,
now,
to
the
feeling
I
don't
know
how
it
started
Don't
know
how
to
stop
it
Suddenly,
I'm
dancing
To
imaginary
music
Something's
coming,
so
out
of
breath
I
just
kept
spinning
and
I
danced
myself
to
death
Something's
coming,
so
out
of
breath
I
just
kept
spinning
and
I
danced
myself
to
death
And
this
is
the
end
And
I'm
thinking
about
her
Driving
around
in
the
backseat
of
a
car
I'll
be
your
demon
daddy
And
do
they
speak
to
you?
'Cause
they
speak
to
me,
too
The
pressure
and
the
panic
You
push
your
body
through
Something's
coming,
so
out
of
breath
I
just
kept
spinning
and
I
danced
myself
to
death
Something's
coming,
so
out
of
breath
I
just
kept
spinning
and
I
danced
myself
to
death
You
said
that
rock
and
roll
is
dead
But
is
that
just
because
it
has
not
been
resurrected
in
your
image?
Like
if
Jesus
came
back,
but
in
a
beautiful
dress
And
all
the
evangelicals
were
like,
"Oh,
yes"
(oh
yes,
oh
yes,
oh
yes)
Oh,
yes
(oh
yes,
oh
yes,
oh
yes,
oh
yes)
Something's
coming,
so
out
of
breath
I
just
kept
spinning
and
I
danced
myself
to
death
(something's
coming,
something's
coming)
Something's
coming,
so
out
of
breath
I
just
kept
spinning
and
I
danced
myself
to
death
(something's
coming,
something's
coming)
Something's
coming,
so
out
of
breath
I
just
kept
spinning
and
I
danced
myself
to
death
(something's
coming,
something's
coming)
Something's
coming,
so
out
of
breath
I
just
kept
spinning
and
I
danced
myself
to
death
(something's
coming,
something's
coming)
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