The Witch

The witch jumped on my back last night, I couldn't breathe

In it's clutch, I was frozen with fright

It went on for, what seemed like hours of terror

To see the witches face, stare in the dark at the mirror

The witch told me, my girlfriend was a demon

And all this fallin' in love shit, I'm dreamin'

And it's pain to the angels, if I don't deliver

Sealed her off in a barrel, and rolled her in a river

The witch told me, my left arm is possessed

So I broke it at first, and then I went and confessed

But they put me in a home, my arm still wouldn't leave me alone

Finally had to chew it off at the bone

The witch told me, to crawl under my house and just wait

Don't panic if I suffocate

I bit the tail off a oppossum down there at one point

It's so boring, and it's dark but the witch is my light

R: Something is standing between me and my sanity!

They say my witch is a dream, morbid fantasy!

I say wake the dead, wake the dead, wake em'!

WAKE THE DEAD! WAKE THE DEAD! WAKE EM'!

I say wake the dead, wake the dead, wake em'!

WAKE THE DEAD! WAKE THE DEAD! WAKE EM'!

The witch taught me, how to cut up a body

It's nasty and wretched, and hella bloody

But it's gotta get done, and somebody's gotta do it

I kick the fuckin' face in, and put my knife through it

The witch jumped on me again, here we go

Layin' in my bed, I can't breathe anymo'

Layin' in my bed, I can't move anymo'

There's a demon floating in my face, clampin' my jaw

The witch told me, I gotta murder this one kid

K, well, maybe the witch didn't then, but I did

With a ninja suit, crept through like a black widow

with the crossbow, stuck him in the neck like ditto

The witch told me, about blood that rains

Out of the neck, and what particular veins

And about murder witnessin', death settin' in

And it ain't no heaven, that's lettin' me in

R:

The witch told me, to put my feet in the fire

And hold on, til everything below the knees gone

Now I'm in a wheelchair, with only an arm but don't care

I can still throw my hatchet in the air

The witch got me, in a predicament, it ain't good

I got somebody head posted on my hood

4:30 a.m. and we rollin' through the ghetto

Shaggy ridin' shotgun, and the witch is in the middle

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