| You’re the evil and the midnight sun
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| Dance untill the light and then you’re gone
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| Came from the lost village of dread
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| Put a million worries in my head
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| And somehow she’s what i need
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| She’s got me hanging from this oak of old
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| Counting numbers that’s what i’ve been told
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| Right into the city of dead
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| All the worries taken out my head
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| And somehow she’s what i need
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| I never rest in this final bed
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| Not untill the reason has been spread
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| Now you’ll found me wundering around her moves
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| God knows what her aim, now the devil knoks her name
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| She’s the evil and the midnight sun
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| Now she’s gone out in the free |