Texty: Julia Marcell. Other. Dancer.

In my past life I was a dancer
I danced my life away
I didn't seek answers
Was everything so perfect at the time
Oh no, I didn't care

In my past life I was a dancer
I danced in the cabaret
Oh, you should have seen me
I stole the crowd each night
And all the men were craving me
Like absinthe they were drinking

Oh, how I danced
Oh, how I danced
How I danced

In my past life
There was a pianist who used to play each night
And when I was dancing his music was like
Words of love but never spoken
But no I did not care at all

Once came this painter down to the cabaret
He drew something for me
It was the ugliest thing I saw
But then again he was quiet and oppressed
Then he asked me to pose for him
I was like, noooo
No
No way

Well...
Okay

Since then there was no this painter guy anymore
But simply my only
The pianist couldn't bear it
Such a lady but you're acting like a ho
Still I did not care at all

Then they threw me on the street
Not shocked at all
Not angry anymore
I only danced for one
My only had other plans
Than always being there for me

Oh, how I tried
Oh, how I tried
How I tried

La la la la

You may see my soul but you'll never read it
Oh you may read it but you'll never break it
My heart you might break my heart
But you'll never break my will
You might break my will but I'll always have
My heart and I'll always have
My heart and I'll always have
My heart and I'll always have

And this is not about you darling
How you hurt and I'm dying
All I know that you know that I know
We're all prostitutes anyway

Sounds often leave
So we have to see
Believe ourselves
So you see my only
I ask you to visit me
For a friendly kiss or two
Cause once you lose that innocence
You never had second