Spell it for me, write it down here
I must be stupid or something
I was in another world watching you all
Spinning out of control
Turn the searchlight on
Devil in my shoe
Talk slowly
Into the mouthpiece
You leave your messages for no one
Maybe in a hundred and twenty five years
Someone will find you here
As for me I'm gone
Devil in my shoe
Keep on walking on the avenue
Going down following anyone
Even if I knew I'd keep it under my hand
Thinking that maybe I'm missing it all
Spell it for me, write it down here
I must be stupid or something
I was under rubber impressions
Of where you've built your obsessions
So I, I turn the searchlight on
Devil in my shoe
Keep on walking on the avenue
Going down following anyone
Even if I knew I'd keep it under my hand
Fearless that maybe I'm missing it all (missing it all)
I'm missing it all
I'm missing it all
Spell it for me
Write it down here
I must be stupid or something
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