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I lost my tug of war today
Took 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 ground
So 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 devil
A stumbling tango
It's a dance with the devil
Trying to borrow from tomorrow
It's a dance
It's a dance
It's a dance
Just want to connect
But you won't let me do it
So I get altered,
Wish less was going on
Wish I could just throw the ball
And ignore it all
It's a dance with the devil
A mercurial wrestle
It's a dance with the devil
Trying to borrow from tomorrow
It's a dance
It's a dance
It'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 out
Oh...
It's a dance
Oh, no, oh, no, I don't need you
Oh, no, oh, no, I don't need you
Oh, no, oh, no, I don't need you
Oh, no, oh, no