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Testo: Burning Brides. Dance With The Devil.

Tell me why you stand in the pouring rain and get wet
With no one else around you
Isn't this a bit like a loner's tale
Swat the flies
They will still surround you

I feel like a train
Went straight through my spine
A night in your arms
Has got me wanting to die

Don't you think I know how the story goes
Everyone only wants to fuck you
And you may think that all this is suicide
But I know I must hate to love you

I feel like a plane
Went straight through my skull
A night in your arms
Is like a dance with the devil

I'll never be that lost
I'll never be that lost again

Tell me why you stand in the pouring rain and get wet
With no one else around you
Isn't this a bit like a loner's tale
Swat the flies
They will still surround you


I feel like a plane
Went straight through my skull
A night in your arms
Is like a dance with the devil
Burning Brides