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today I'll walk alone

seclussional on my own

no time for dillisional practice

no time for love, for angst for thanks

today I'll walk alone

I'll breathe on my own

Cause there is no place to call home

 

Smile pretty child

dance for the devil for awhile

to take to touch no rediel

no burned file ,lodged in my present

pent up , my past moved to fast

lost in the trance

no hope

no romance

smile pretty for the camera

dance for the devil for awhile

pretty child

 

now they say I was to close to you

I was to far to know

how to stop or when to go

got to through these pennies in the rain

find an excuse to dismiss the pain

closer now

to the fire

burning with passion with desire

dancing in the hands of the devil