Mix-Tape Video (MV)

I never stopped listening to that mix tape
The one filled with songs you picked out just for me
Every word I hear has got a special meaning
Every tone every note has got it out for me

And you're sitting at the back of the room
Watching shadows on the wall
And I'm sitting on the edge of a stool
Hoping I don't slip and fall

It begins late at night when I wakeup
The perfect dream is lost as I sit up
So every night I listen to a switchblade
Cutting the parts from my mind like an analog tape

Lately I've been staring at the ceiling
Searching the night for some special meaning
Listening at the edge to every star in the sky
Starting again, at the end, I always hit rewind

Dancing alone once again, in the middle of the night
Music loud, full of sin, by the pale moonlight
Pump your heart to the beat until you can't go on
I fear the tape is wearing thin, this could be the last song