Music on high,
Soda cans cold,
Girls dropping it low to the floor,
Dance lights so dim,
That it’s completely dark,
Girls wearing brightly-colored dresses,
Looking like supermodels,
Ready to walk the runway,
This is where I belong,
This is where I can forget about it,
Forget about how rough my week was,
Forget about how stressed to the max I was,
Forget about my anger,
My pain,
My sorrow,
My despair,
With every song spun by the DJ,
Blasting through those speakers,
With every girl that I know and talk with,
From every dance move,
That I release from within my soul,
Forget about it,
But remember this night forever,
Remember how much fun I had,
So when the stress times return,
I can escape to that night,
And forget about it.
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