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Laying on the road,
Waiting to be crushed
That is how you used to
Hunger for my touch

Dance, little devil – Dance.

Grasping to my flesh
Like hanging from a rope
That is how we used to
Give each other hope.

Dance, little devil – Dance.
Laying on the road,   Waiting to be crushed   That is how you used to   Hunger for my touch      Dance, little devil – Dance.      Grasping to my flesh   Like hanging from a rope   That is how we used to   Give each other hope.      Dance, little devil – Dance.