| Off our roads
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| In this silent chase
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| I keep my roaring pace
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| I’m not far behind
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| Not a sign of fear on your face
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| You spin as I confide in my confidant
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| Who is at my side?
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| (Who is at my side?)
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| Lest I insult, let me consult
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| That man on my shoulder
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| Lest I insult, let me confide
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| In the devil at my side
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| Why, he said you looked familiar
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| And your blush, you couldn’t hide
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| From the devil at my side
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| Far too late, too late to escape
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| We’re leaving ancient signs
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| You weren’t far behind
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| With quite the lack of wings on your back
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| You float as I’m advised by my consort
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| Who is at my side?
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| Who is on your side?
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| Lest I insult, let me consult
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| That man on my shoulder
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| Lest I insult, let me confide
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| In the devil at my side
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| Why, he said you looked familiar
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| Why, he said you looked divine
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| And your blush, you couldn’t hide
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| From the devil at my side
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| There’s a devil at your side
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| You know the devil at your side
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| We at last relived the past
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| Though we’ve never spoken
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| We’ve never met, yet share regret
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| Never-ending, never mending
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| What we will have broken
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| When we first collide
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| Lest I insult, let me consult
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| That man on my shoulder
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| Lest I insult, let me confide
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| In the devil at my side
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| Why, he said you looked familiar
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| Why, he said you looked divine
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| Your heresy, you couldn’t hide
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| From the devil at my side
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| Why, he asked «Where's your familiar?
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| Might I say you look divine»
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| And your spell forever binds
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| Like the devil at my side |