| Theres something shifting in the distance
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| Dont know what it is Day as dead as night
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| Except for the feeling
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| Thats crawling up inside of me As you sing your song
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| As you swing along, and you
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| Its your, your song
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| Devil in me who makes me stare at you
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| As you twist up along, sing your song
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| And youre slithering up to me
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| Youre so close
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| I just
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| Just want to touch and sing your song
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| And you dont know whats going on But you want me to come
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| You want me to come
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| You want me to come
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| You want me to come
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| Along
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| As you sing your, your song
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| And youre fucking me Yeah, youre fucking with me Youre fucking with me As you slither up, slither up to me
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| Your lips are slipping, twisting up my insides
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| Sing along and just a swinging man
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| Singing your song
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| Now I dont know what you want
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| But youre looking at me And youre falling on the ground
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| And youre twisting around
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| Fucking with my, my mind
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| And I dont know whats going on Swing your song, twist it along
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| As you slither up to me, and its got to be And I dont know what you want to do Looking at me with your big dark eyes
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| And youre rubbing your body
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| Twist
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| Twist
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| Halloween
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| Halloween
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| Halloween
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| Halloween
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| Halloween
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| Halloween
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| Halloween |