Here I wait
For my honest day's work
So many year's gone by
For me to claim your soul.
Dance in the pit
We shall for tonight
You are saying goodbye
And dancing with the devil tonight.
Don't worry,
I don't actually like it hot
When I run around Detroit
The temperature drops five degrees.
You may be holding on
But meeting me in a dark alley
Is like suicide.
When you meet me in the eye
Your soul shall be scared
Forever may there be no escape.
The end is not here
And even then there is no escape
All that satisfies me and my four amigos
Is your very soul.
Maybe if your lucky I will
Wear you to the prom
But sadly your my dance partner
So say good bye
Because your dancing with the devil tonight.
You better hold on because
I'm not bringing you back
Your not my angel condom
But my dance partner.
Don't worry, there's no prom night for you
I'll dance with you allright but I bet a fiddle of gold against your soul
That you can't hold on when you're helpless and left for dead.
Don't worry, it's ok to be angry
I want to see that anger
When you say good bye
When you stare me in the eye
Because your dancing with the devil tonight.
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