| One step back from a beat down maniac
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| I’m tired of taking a back seat from all the other demons
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| That are stealing all the good shit
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| Leaving me with nothing but my hands
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| Another stroke down my back tasting all the flames that are
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| Licking around my neck and making me insane
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| As they pull me down, pull me down into my grave
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| I can’t get away
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| Ooooh, it doesn’t mean nothing
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| Until your deep inside dancing to the Devil’s swing
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| Whoa, it doesn’t mean a God damn thing
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| Dance to the Devil’s swing
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| Spit down inside I’m begging for another ride
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| I’m trying to find a way to keep it all at
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| Satisfy the needs I’m craving and
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| I’m not taking it lightly, oh no
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| I’m living inside, a dead lie
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| Controlled by the Devil’s eyes and I don’t mind it
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| Draw my ace up and roll my snake eyes nightly
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| Hold on baby
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| Ooooh, it doesn’t mean nothing
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| Until your deep inside dancing to the Devil’s swing
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| Whoa, it doesn’t mean a God damn thing
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| Until your deep inside dancing to the Devil’s swing
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| Whoa, dancing, dance to the Devil’s swing
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| Play with my insanity
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| Live inside my darken dreams, my darken dreams
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| Hail to the Devil’s swing
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| Ooooh, it doesn’t mean nothing
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| Until your deep inside dancing to the Devil’s swing
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| Whoa, it doesn’t mean a God damn thing
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| Until your deep inside dancing to the Devil’s swing
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| Whoa, it doesn’t mean a God damn thing, oh a God damn thing
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| Dance to the Devil’s swing |