So we're sitting in this room
and we call it the Frontier Disco.
To be honest, it's nothing much,
nothing to hear, nothing to feel,
oh, nothing to watch.
Someone said everything is nothing,
with the exception of our own creation.
So tell me why I see a pale girl,
staring down the blind spot
over above my shoulder?
I guess I just,
wanted to be,
I guess I just,
wanted to be a pirate.
Between you and me
stands the pretencious vibrato,
and a fog of entities
aware of our pain and joy,
to colide in a bliss.
Here comes the impatient morning,
your thoughts are undefined.
So you'll decide to stay in bed with me,
'cause it's too late to withdraw the mistakes.
Now I'm waiting for your guns,
I guess there won't be another dance.
I guess my name is Heartless,
oh c'mon baby fire it,
I guess I just wanted to be a pirate.
I guess I just wanted to be a pirate...
I guess I just,
wanted to be,
I guess I just,
wanted to be a pirate.

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