Frankley Everlong

Till the Dance Do Us Part (official music video)

Till the Dance Do Us Part (music video) by Frankley Everlong, a post-punk band from Kalmar, Sweden. This is the third single from the band’s second full-length album Till the Dance Do Us Part which was released worldwide on January 18, 2019. The album was produced by Tommy Carlsson at They Pop You Late Studios, and the video was directed by Frankley Everlong.

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Turn on CC for lyrics: The most scary thing I’ve done was dreaming, The hardest thing is to continue breathing, When all just turns to stone, And you’re dying all alone, , Summer’s fading and it turns to winter, Her smile is dying as it’s getting colder, And still you dance alone, Do you want to dance alone, , May I have this dance, In a fading trance, Into a dying romance, , Standing in the corner of your own with broken bones, A shattered heart that’s been forced to live its life in parts is a work of art, But you don’t want to, and may not need to, But I want to dance with you, But you’re bleeding and it’s hurting you, What’s left to do, Collecting scars till the dance do us part, , Her eyes are freezing and her breath is fading, Her lips turn blue as her soul’s decaying, But her words are so comforting, As the world is slowly rotting, , There is no point or reason to continue, Because the hopelessness is growing in you, You have to let it go, You just have to let it go, , May I have this dance, In a fading trance, Into a dying romance, , Standing in the corner of your own with broken bones, A shattered heart that’s been forced to live its life in parts is a work of art, But you don’t want to, and may not need to, But I want to dance with you, But you’re bleeding and it’s hurting you, What’s left to do, Collecting scars till the dance do us part, , Sometimes you have to fall apart to know that life’s a broken heart, That will never be okay in any way, You know that life is nothing more than a bleeding open sore, That is open till you reach the top floor, I’ve had enough, I’ve had enough, You don’t even have a clue what you’ve put me through, , Standing in the corner of your own with broken bones, A shattered heart that’s been forced to live its life in parts is a work of art, But you don’t want to, and may not need to, But I want to dance with you, But you’re bleeding and it’s hurting you, What’s left to do, Collecting scars till the dance do us part