Final Dance Lyrics
| Song | Final Dance |
| Artist | Eskimo Callboy |
| Album | We Are the Mess |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| We hope your're fucking ready to party like a star. Just take off all your clothes | |
| and get your shots from that bar. Tonight you're gonna die but it's fucking worth it. | |
| So take your last sip, baby. This will be your final dance. | |
| And everything is running out of control. We got the pockets full of money and a heart made of gold. | |
| You gotta keep your head up high and start to move your body body and shake your ass. Come on! | |
| No matter where you came from but we know where you'll end. No matter where you came from | |
| you're gonna end right now. You're gonna end right now. | |
| And we just wanna say 'You're gonna end right now.' | |
| These shining lights are not a disco ball. | |
| We wanna dance tonight, so give a fuck 'bout heaven's call. | |
| We want sex, we want drugs, wanna show off our horns. | |
| We are your saviors cause we are the sinborns. | |
| This is gonna be your final dance, the last call. You can hide but we know where you're fucking at. | |
| Raise your head and cry for salvation cause tonight we dance into doom. | |
| This is not your fucking prom night. This will be your final dance. This is not your fucking prom night. | |
| This will be your final dance. | |
| And everything is running out of control. We got a whole lot of whisky and some girls at a pole. | |
| You gotta keep your head up high and start to party till you black out, dance to your end. | |
| You're gonna end right now. And we just wanna say 'You're gonna end right now.' | |
| (Dank an Butterflyghost für den Text) |
| We hope your' re fucking ready to party like a star. Just take off all your clothes | |
| and get your shots from that bar. Tonight you' re gonna die but it' s fucking worth it. | |
| So take your last sip, baby. This will be your final dance. | |
| And everything is running out of control. We got the pockets full of money and a heart made of gold. | |
| You gotta keep your head up high and start to move your body body and shake your ass. Come on! | |
| No matter where you came from but we know where you' ll end. No matter where you came from | |
| you' re gonna end right now. You' re gonna end right now. | |
| And we just wanna say ' You' re gonna end right now.' | |
| These shining lights are not a disco ball. | |
| We wanna dance tonight, so give a fuck ' bout heaven' s call. | |
| We want sex, we want drugs, wanna show off our horns. | |
| We are your saviors cause we are the sinborns. | |
| This is gonna be your final dance, the last call. You can hide but we know where you' re fucking at. | |
| Raise your head and cry for salvation cause tonight we dance into doom. | |
| This is not your fucking prom night. This will be your final dance. This is not your fucking prom night. | |
| This will be your final dance. | |
| And everything is running out of control. We got a whole lot of whisky and some girls at a pole. | |
| You gotta keep your head up high and start to party till you black out, dance to your end. | |
| You' re gonna end right now. And we just wanna say ' You' re gonna end right now.' | |
| Dank an Butterflyghost fü r den Text |
| We hope your' re fucking ready to party like a star. Just take off all your clothes | |
| and get your shots from that bar. Tonight you' re gonna die but it' s fucking worth it. | |
| So take your last sip, baby. This will be your final dance. | |
| And everything is running out of control. We got the pockets full of money and a heart made of gold. | |
| You gotta keep your head up high and start to move your body body and shake your ass. Come on! | |
| No matter where you came from but we know where you' ll end. No matter where you came from | |
| you' re gonna end right now. You' re gonna end right now. | |
| And we just wanna say ' You' re gonna end right now.' | |
| These shining lights are not a disco ball. | |
| We wanna dance tonight, so give a fuck ' bout heaven' s call. | |
| We want sex, we want drugs, wanna show off our horns. | |
| We are your saviors cause we are the sinborns. | |
| This is gonna be your final dance, the last call. You can hide but we know where you' re fucking at. | |
| Raise your head and cry for salvation cause tonight we dance into doom. | |
| This is not your fucking prom night. This will be your final dance. This is not your fucking prom night. | |
| This will be your final dance. | |
| And everything is running out of control. We got a whole lot of whisky and some girls at a pole. | |
| You gotta keep your head up high and start to party till you black out, dance to your end. | |
| You' re gonna end right now. And we just wanna say ' You' re gonna end right now.' | |
| Dank an Butterflyghost fü r den Text |
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