Unbeknownst to me
The devil borrowed my left hand last night
I woke up and my wrist and hand was sore
From doing god knows what.
Be careful what you dream
You never know if it became reality in sleep
Or maybe i was fighting in another world
Or dancing with the ghosts of friends
Was it a dream?
Now i don't know
Did i dance with you in your sleep last night?
Because i think my hand hurts from holding you.
Was it a dream?
Now i don't know
Did i dance with you in your sleep last night?
Because i think my hand hurts from holding you.
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