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I'm dancing with the devil tonight,
tangled up in his lies,
and drenched in my fear.
He whispers low into my ear.

"Darling, they don't need you.
Darling, they don't want you.
Fall with me, fall with me!"
FALL.

When he speaks it is my voice
telling me the 'truth.'
"You know they don't love you.
You should just disappear.
They'd be sorry then.
Maybe they'd miss you."

And when he speaks,
the words become mine
and I'm sobbing on the dancefloor,
"Why don't you just die?"
And I don't know whose words
those are.

But I think...
they were mine.