Oh desire she dances, sweet seduction the devil romances.
Is this love to confuse, a perfect world or a deadly muse?
There's something slipping through my hands, I know I’m sliding I do not understand,
why the sunshine sets on the day, fade to black and watch it fall away.
Round and round, we're running in circles, oh the blood we bled,
round and round, we're running in circles figure eights in my head.
There's someone playing with my time, a tiny spark turned to fire in your eyes,
but I don't pay no mind to it, blow the flame and watch it bend.
There's something slipping through my hands, I know I’m sliding I do not understand, see the sunshine sets on the day. Why build a world just to watch it fall away? I can't explain.
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