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I saw the dim light dancing on your neck, your neck Your body breaking out in sweat Try to get near You will get into a magnetic field of self-destructive flair I saw the dim light dancing on your neck, your neck Try to get near You will get into a magnetic field of self-destructive flair The things I hate, they will never turn They just move into another The things I hate, they will never turn They just move into another The things I hate Invert India Induct itself, electric spiral Fear rules the whole map Magic staff blues, magic staff blues For you to dance yourself out of your shoes On purpose, on purpose Watch out, avoid the stringrays They will continue attacking with their limbs moving Too fast for themselves to understand Watch out, avoid the stringrays They will continue attacking with their limbs moving Too fast for themselves to understand Try to get near (Aha, yeah) Try to get near You will get into a magnetic field of self-destructive flair The things I hate They will never turn They just move Into another The things I hate Invert India Induct itself, electric spiral Fear rules the whole map Magic staff blues, magic staff blues For you to dance yourself out of your shoes On purpose, on purpose Our glow is enough to enlighten countries for centuries Plus, plus and plus and plus and plus Please follow the end into its end, into its end Invert India Induct itself, electric spiral Fear rules the whole map Magic staff blues, magic staff blues For you to dance yourself out of your shoes On purpose, on purpose Invert India Induct itself, electric spiral Fear rules the whole map Magic staff blues, magic staff blues For you to dance yourself out of your shoes On purpose, on purpose
Writer(s): Dennis Scheider, Lennart Eicke Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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