| Been up since 6 doin' rituals
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| Burning incense just to wish you well
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| Throw all my sense into wishing wells
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| Smelling your scent, I do miss you still
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| What kind of spell do you have me under?
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| What in the hell, starting to wonder
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| I am not well, I’m going under
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| Can’t help myself, lightning and thunder
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| Oh, what if the feeling’s reciprocal
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| She misses me like I miss her soul
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| I don’t wanna drown in a sea of regret
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| But it seems like that’s all I have left
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| What in the hell, what kind of spell did you put over me?
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| Control of me, what in the hell
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| What kind of spell did you put over me? |
| (Ooh)
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| Control of me
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| I’ve been a sick individual
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| Ever since you made it official
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| You went and did the unthinkable
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| I am still here and available
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| What kind of spell do you have me under
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| Oh, what in the hell, starting to- starting to wonder
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| I am not well, I’m going under
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| Can’t help myself (Yeah), lighting and thunder
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| (Oh-oh-oh-ooh)
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Hey, yeah, yeah
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| It’s just like lightning and thunder
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| It’s just like lightning and thunder
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| It’s just like lightning and thunder
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| It’s just like lightning and thunder
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| What in the hell, what kind of spell did you put over me?
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| You took control of me
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| What in the hell, what kind of spell did you put over me?
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| You took control of me, yeah |