Florence + the Machine - Choreomania

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 am 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 angels were like
"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)

Written by:
Florence Leontine Mary Welch, Jack Michael Antonoff, Thomas Wayland Bartlett

Publisher:
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