Dance For The Hell Of It

LOVA

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    My dress is too small and my shoes don’t fit
    And I tried too hard tryin’ to fit in, no, no
    ‘Cause I’m not really used to this (‘cause I’m not really used to this)
    The music’s too loud, I can’t hear myself think
    Someone picks a fight, someone spills their drink on me
    Yeah, I’m not really used to this (yeah, I’m not really used to this)

    The people stand in line just to talk to the cool kids
    Hoping that their high will rub off, but it’s useless
    It took a lot to give a fuck ’bout punks like me

    Is there somebody else who hates this place and romance?
    Just said your name
    Now we should get high, forget why we’re scared of it
    Then go back and dance for the hell of it
    Damn, the people here are so bland
    Wish they could care enough to
    Look up for five seconds, give a shit
    And let loose and dance for the hell of it

    I need some fresh air and a break from the crowd
    And the guys out here, they still making clouds
    And they got no plans on coming down at all
    Tryna catch my breath in the bathroom stalls
    Plenty girls in here and they all want to talk
    But they, they’re not really saying much at all

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    The people stand in line just to talk to the cool kids
    Hoping that their high will rub off, but it’s useless
    It took a lot to give a fuck ’bout punks like me

    Is there somebody else (somebody) who hates this place and romance? (Somebody)
    Just said your name
    Now we should get high, forget why we’re scared of it
    Then go back and dance for the hell of it
    Damn (oh, damn), the people here are so bland (so bland)
    Wish they could care enough to
    Look up for five seconds, give a shit
    And let loose and dance for the hell of it

    The hell of it
    The hell of it
    (Look up for five seconds, give a shit)
    The hell of it
    (And let loose and dance for the hell of it)

    This place is too small and we dream too big
    Just a bunch of kids tryna find out where we fit
    But this ain’t it

    Is there somebody else (I fucking hate this place) and romance?
    Just said your name
    Now we should get high, forget why we’re scared of it
    Then go back and dance for the hell of it
    Damn (oh, damn), the people here are so bland (so bland)
    Wish they could care enough to
    Look up for five seconds, give a shit
    And let loose and dance for the hell of it

    The hell, the hell of it
    The hell, the hell of it
    (Look up for five seconds, give a shit)
    Dance the hell of it
    (And let loose and dance for the hell of it)

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    Composition: Lova, Anton Engdahl, and Joel Gunnarsson

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