At night, demons dance, kissing in agony
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They look at me as if I were prey
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Angels are circling around
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At night, demons dance, kissing in agony
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They look at me as if I were prey
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They're circling around, yeh
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At night, demons dance, kissing in agony
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They look at me as if I were prey
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Angels are circling around, swirling like a drug
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In the background there is a hit which half of the country has enough of it
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And the rest can't sleep through the night
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Only one dash on the phone, ey
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No associations, my battery is running down, ey
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I'm walking into the clubhouse where the slaughterhouse will be, ey
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Hot like I'm going to hell, ey
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My beauty walks in next to me, mmm
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He opens the door for me, and my hand, mmm
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It lands on her buttocks
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You know how I look over my shoulder
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She smiles tenderly, hey
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It lands here every time
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They carry me in their arms, I jump into the crowd
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They say fucked up what? |
Fucked up
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I take what is forbidden, we shine like a diamond
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Mohair it spins on, let it spins on
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At night, demons dance, kissing in agony
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They look at me as if I were prey
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Angels are circling around, swirling like a drug
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In the background there is a hit which half of the country has enough of it
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And the rest can't sleep through the night
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At night, demons dance, kissing in agony
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They look at me as if I were prey
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Angels are circling around, swirling like a drug
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In the background there is a hit which half of the country has enough of it
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And the rest can't sleep through the night
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Big Scythe
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Devils show their horns
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And I never even wanted to get them
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We are flooding sin with Red Bull
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And sometimes I feel it's the only way
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To get away from there
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Between hell and heaven
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I don't even know if I want to get down to earth
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This is where oxygen is hard to catch
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We already breathe every day
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It lands here every time
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They carry me in their arms, I jump into the crowd
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They say fucked up what? |
Fucked up
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I take what is forbidden, we shine like a diamond
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Mohair it spins on, let it spins on
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I walk down the corridor
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Just like a finger
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I stain the red carpet
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Like Kubrick the blood drips
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I'll make you shame and shiner
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Always in the razor cap
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They wanna peek at me, fun
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Peaky Blinders
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I carry the tablets in my purse
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I spread it before I start playing
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They are so cool
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Before they open their snout
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Like Banot at Marriott fingers
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I will clamp where I want
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You are spice girl horns
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It's none of my lives
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At night, demons dance, kissing in agony
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They look at me as if I were prey
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Angels are circling around, swirling like a drug
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In the background there is a hit which half of the country has enough of it
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And the rest can't sleep through the night
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At night, demons dance, kissing in agony
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They look at me as if I were prey
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Angels are circling around, swirling like a drug
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In the background there is a hit which half of the country has enough of it
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And the rest can't sleep through the night |