| 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 |