Dance, dance, dance,
Little ballerina girl.
Don't let the poison seep through your soul.

Just let the music sway you,
Just let the melody take over,
Don't worry about the eternal sleep you're about to slip in.

Think about your soul,
What was lost,
What was found.

Wonder about your life
Ask yourself if you've fulfilled your lifelong wish
Ask yourself the gnawing question

Have you been true to yourself during your short lived life?
Have you conquered your dreams?
Have you made everything okay again?

Thoughts are clouded now,
Judgement is no longer there,
Soul searching means nothing to you now.

It's all hazy and ugly,
The world is nothing but a blur,
Nothing is beautiful anymore.

You fall on the floor,
You hear your pretty little slippers fall away
You hear his voice from the corner of your mind.

Reaching and grabbing,
Listening and hollering,
Grasping onto the last minutes with your soul.

Before you allow yourself to be drugged to death,
You reach out and touch his face.
Kiss him with power and lust.

Fly, fly, fly away
Little ballerina girl.
Let the poison seep, seep, seep into your soul.