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When I Danced....
I ...
Close my eyes ...
and I can remember when I danced...
with The Devil... in the Pale Moon's Light
Offered up my soul...like sweets...
and let Him Take a Bite....
In an instant...
Everything I ever thought was wrong...
He... made it ALL right...
As we Danced to His Forbidden Song
He Loved me like a Savage...
Raw ... Hard... and Long...
Straight.... No Chaser
He .... Claimed Me
Then He Renamed Me...
and I was...Zela... the Supa Freaky Empath Feela
He taught me the Taste Of Sin... It drove me wild
and He Promised
He would Tame Me...
Just the thought of Him....
I secretly long for more...tempted to open Pandora's Door
Sometimes its hard...To Let go...
Of the Person who once Leased To Own your Soul...
and now a days... these bed sheets are cold
No More Flames
Or Passionate Cries calling out his name...
No More Liquor...Shrooms... or Green Smoke
In the air...No More Candy Store...
Now its just like He was Never there...
Now He is just a distant memory gone in a Purple Haze
Sometimes I miss his Danger...
Feels like I been a little too sober these days...
Cause I remember...
When I danced with The Devil in The Pale Moon's Light
As he whispered the secrets of the Universe in my ear
I miss Him... and I Know it ain't right
My wicked Twin Flame...
He has Marked my Soul...
and I ...
Will never be the same.
Close my eyes ...
and I can remember when I danced...
with The Devil... in the Pale Moon's Light
Offered up my soul...like sweets...
and let Him Take a Bite....
In an instant...
Everything I ever thought was wrong...
He... made it ALL right...
As we Danced to His Forbidden Song
He Loved me like a Savage...
Raw ... Hard... and Long...
Straight.... No Chaser
He .... Claimed Me
Then He Renamed Me...
and I was...Zela... the Supa Freaky Empath Feela
He taught me the Taste Of Sin... It drove me wild
and He Promised
He would Tame Me...
Just the thought of Him....
I secretly long for more...tempted to open Pandora's Door
Sometimes its hard...To Let go...
Of the Person who once Leased To Own your Soul...
and now a days... these bed sheets are cold
No More Flames
Or Passionate Cries calling out his name...
No More Liquor...Shrooms... or Green Smoke
In the air...No More Candy Store...
Now its just like He was Never there...
Now He is just a distant memory gone in a Purple Haze
Sometimes I miss his Danger...
Feels like I been a little too sober these days...
Cause I remember...
When I danced with The Devil in The Pale Moon's Light
As he whispered the secrets of the Universe in my ear
I miss Him... and I Know it ain't right
My wicked Twin Flame...
He has Marked my Soul...
and I ...
Will never be the same.
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