Just a still town girl on a saturday night, looking for the fight of her life, in the real time world no one sees her at all, they all say she´s crazy, looking rythms to the beat of her heart, changing moment into live, she has danced into the danger zone, when the dancer becomes the dance it can catch you like a knife, if the gift becomes the fight, all the while you´re between will and what will be She´s a maniac,maniac on the floor, and she´s dancing like she´s never danced before She´s a maniac,maniac on the floor and she´s dancing like she´s never danced before On the ice build line of sanity, it`s a place most never see, it´s a hard warm place of mystery, touch it, but can´t hold it, You work all your live for that moment in time, it could come or pass you by, it´s a push of world,but there´s allways a chance, if the hunger stays alive There´s a cold connectic heat, struggling,streching for the feat, never spopping with her head against the wind She´s a maniac,maniac i should know and she´s dancing like she´s never danced before, She´s a maniac,maniac i should know and she´s daning like she´s never danced before We can catch you like a knife, if the gift becomes the fight, all the you´re between will and what will be She´s a maniac,maniac i should know and she´s dancing like she´s never danced before She´s amaniac,maniac i should know and she´s dancing like she´s never danced before maniac ... maniac ...