Dance With the Devil
I lost my tug of war todayTook my foot off of the brakes(The definition of insanity is looping on repeat, and expecting things to change)But what comes up must hit the groundSo I drink these anvils down(She always comes to me highly disguised, an angel whispering, so many pretty shapes)
It's a dance with the devilA stumbling tangoIt's a dance with the devilTrying to borrow from tomorrow
It's a danceIt's a danceIt's a dance
Just want to connectBut you won't let me do itSo I get altered, (twisted and conflicted, so I casually can shoot the shit)Wish less was going onWish I could just throw the ballAnd ignore it all(Constantly distracted by the noise of my ping pong)
It's a dance with the devilA stumbling tangoIt's a dance with the devilTrying to borrow from tomorrow
It's a danceIt's a danceIt's a dance
But what, what is it worth waking up with a crown of clouds?What is it worth, when my head spins out with doubt?Wish I could measure when the poison is pouring outOh...
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