| There’s a witch trapped in this song
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| There’s a witch trapped in this song
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| She’ll hex you
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| She’ll haunt you
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| She’ll curse you if she want to
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| There’s a witch trapped in this song
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| No hate and hear the words of the Lotus marked forbidden
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| Don’t memorize or repeat what I say
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| Grabbed a pen started writin' then blacked out for days
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| This crazy ass bitch is out for Juggalo souls
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| Hauntin' this track and over 200 years old
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| Think about fast forwardin cause you won’t live long
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| Each word is damned cause there’s a witch trapped in this song
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| I get the fire every night burn her at the stake for all to see
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| Gas all on the evil person weep and final scream
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| Or so it seems after ashes gone but on the floor
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| Possession of the listener trapped in this song
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| Committin to recite what she writes out of spite
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| To the people who betrayed and slayed her on that fateful night
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| Kill yourself non-believers are haunted will never end
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| As long as the blood still flows from the pen
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| There’s a witch trapped in this song I don’t know how
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| She haunts the rhythm and she won’t come out
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| She made my headphones bloody and blew all my speakers
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| I can her it playin in the farthest reaches
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| I can’t shake the rhyme out of my mind
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| It plays all the time repeat rewind
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| Peek deep you’ll find she infects the keys
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| And bends the melodies any way she please
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| She hides in my mind inside
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| Rhymed like each word embedded in my mind and keep her
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| Just like he turned in hell I suddenly blacked out
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| Awakened by the screams of the witch after passed out
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| Helpless, feelin left out and selfless
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| Possessed by the witch who hides like reflection
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| Rebellious inside of my musical section
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| Mind connection to the witch’s selection
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| There’s a witch trapped in this song
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| Imprisoned in the musical dimension for sins of 40 years long
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| Caged between the snares of force-fed rythm
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| The 808 pounds like her heart unforgiven
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| She can remember her life and ever breath she would take
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| For 4 decades as she passed through music for wreckin the tape
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| The compact disk, the digital downloads
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| Every time you sample the song it’s like a piece of her soul
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| Of the Old Gods. |
| And that can mean all sorts of Old Gods
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| Possession and about Witchcraft goes terribly wrong. |
| You have a fairly
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| explosive sort of combination
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| Literally trapped in the sky. |
| Nothing between you and the universe
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| Please join us in our circle tonight, Hail and welcome. |
| Hail and welcome
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| Practicing witchcraft skybled is a more open form of expression
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| This incantation is kinda sexual and people dancing around a fire,
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| so therefore they must have
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| Been having a great big sexual orgy |