| Black witches sing their verses
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| Of charms, hexes and curses
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| They tried to take out my eyes
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| But I don’t have to hide
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| I don’t have to hide
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| I don’t have to hide
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| I don’t have to hide from you
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| I don’t have to hide
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| I don’t have to hide
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| I don’t have to hide from you
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| Black sunset’s on it’s way down
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| I’ve got to go out on the town
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| I’m not afraid of the night
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| But I don’t have to hide
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| I don’t have to hide
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| I don’t have to hide
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| I don’t have to hide from you
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| I don’t have to hide
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| I don’t have to hide
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| I don’t have to hide from you
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| Black moon-dogs chasing at me
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| Way down to the sea
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| They want to steal my life
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| But I don’t have to hide
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| I don’t have to hide
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| I don’t have to hide
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| I don’t have to hide from you
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| I don’t have to hide
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| I don’t have to hide
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| I don’t have to hide from you |