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You can count your friends for a little while
And you can make them seem like they're all worthwhile
Looking at the children and all of them worth
Making my decisions based on last minute calls I plea
But the devil wouldn't like it if you stabbed him in the back
Dancing with desire's only fling
Making my decision, I headed for the seams
Exiting only to find my dreams
Were real
Down on a south is where you can find him
Counting the days left to fulfill his omens
Turning at the ends of the unfinished corners
Opening of dreams left of untidy fallacy
But the devil wouldn't like it if you stabbed him in the back
Dancing with desire's only fling
Making my decision, I headed for the seams
Exiting only to find my dreams
Were real
Ticking away soon you will find that
Under the sand lies all of your ends mend
But if you come across the one who defies him
Be careful not to fall in the eyes of temptation
Cause the devil wouldn't like it if you stabbed him in the back
Dancing with desire's only fling
Making my decision, I headed for the seams
Exiting only to find my dreams
Were real