The devil spins the dance drunk inside my head
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And the roof rides like a Subaru, lighting the way to a dead end
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I am an elephant in a china shop inside my head
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There are fragments and remnants that I walked on
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Beyond the horizon carries the mind, into the last sunset
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I see Mars as a reflection in your big eyes
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Memory is such and such a trap, bitch
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And for dinner only ts-ts-ts-colored dreams
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(The devil is circling inside my head)
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(Circles in circles, illuminating the path to a dead end)
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(The devil is circling inside my head)
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(Devil, devil, devil, devil)
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The devil is circling inside my head
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Circles circling, illuminating the path to a dead end
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The devil is circling inside my head
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There are fragments and remnants that I walked on
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The devil is circling inside my head
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Circles circling, illuminating the path to a dead end
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The devil is circling inside my head
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There are fragments and remnants that I walked on
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(Thoughts of you come)
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(To me without knocking, bitch)
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(To me without knocking, bitch)
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Thoughts of you come to me without knocking
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I dive headlong into the lake of questions, bitch
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There is a whole world around me, but I'm still alone here
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And inside I'm being eaten by a constant leitmotif
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Refined lies, much thinner than your waist
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Death suits you, inside my memory
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Memory is such and such a trap, bitch
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And for dinner only ts-ts-ts-colored dreams
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(And for dinner only ts-ts-ts-colored dreams)
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(Devil, devil, devil)
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The devil is circling inside my head
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Circles circling, illuminating the path to a dead end
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The devil is circling inside my head
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There are fragments and remnants that I walked on
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The devil is circling inside my head
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Circles circling, illuminating the path to a dead end
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The devil is circling inside my head
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There are fragments and remnants that I walked on
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(Devil, devil, devil, devil)
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(The devil spins the dance drunk inside my head)
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(The devil spins the dance drunk, dance, dance)
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(Inside my head the devil spins the dance drunk)
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(Inside my head the devil spins the dance drunk)
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(Inside my head the devil spins the dance drunk)
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(Inside my head the devil spins the dance drunk)
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(The devil is circling inside my head)
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(Circles in circles, illuminating the path to a dead end)
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(The devil is circling inside my head)
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(There are fragments and remnants that I walked on)
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The devil is circling-circling drunk-drunk in my head,
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And the roof rides, rides, like Su-, like Subaru - the way to a dead end
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The devil is circling-circling drunk-drunk in my head
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There are fragments and remnants that I walked on
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The devil is circling-circling drunk-drunk in my head,
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And the roof rides and rides like a Subaru-baru, circles - the path to a dead end
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The devil is circling-circling drunk-drunk in my head
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There are fragments and remnants that I walked on |