Woorden: The Cure. Hypnagogic States. Freakshow.

I can't believe it, I must be dreaming
She turns the sound down, says, I am leaving
This is a freakshow and I am screaming
She spins the world round, I want to stop

Bitter sweet again, her opening move
Down and out in black, soft shiny and smooth
Looks like the alien crowd got groove
She burns her name into my arm but I can never get through

To play the game, she's trying to lose
Her ultraviolet makes it harder to choose
Looks like the edge of the earth got moved
She blurs a way across the floor, I spin to swallow the view

And it's the same sway
Yeah, it's the same slide, it's the same stare
Oh, it's the same smile
Yeah, it's the same but it's not quite right

Oh, it's insane, she shakes like a freak
Stuck in the middle of the room for a week
Looks like the only way to get on the beat
Is take her up on how to swing but I am missing my feet

And it's the same sway
Yeah, it's the same slide, it's the same swish
Oh, it's the same smile
Yeah, it's the same but it's not quite right

I'm in a step out, she's two more steps down
For three steps up clap and go around now
It makes my head buzz
She wants to come now, I try to stop

Always infradig her finishing move
Up and down in black, soft, shiny and smooth
Looks like the alien crowd got groove
She cuts a number out my arm but I can never get through

To play this game, she's trying to lose
The stuff from mars makes it harder to choose
Looks like the final frontier got moved
She blurs a way across the floor, I spin to swallow the view

And it's the same sway
Yeah, it's the same slide, it's the same strip
Oh, it's the same smile
Yeah, it's the same but it's not quite right

I can't believe it, I must be dreaming
She turns the lights up, says she is leaving
This is a freakshow and I am beaten
She spins the world round, I have to stop