Voodoo Doll

Climbing the top of the mountain
Dying for what I can't see
Dont let your heart Stand still
This is the fucking end

No doubt in the mirror when you decide if they stay
Burning the threads down to kill your fucking voodoo Doll

So get down

If you think you caught me up
Nobody of them'll let me down (...)
So get the fuck of this now
Your magic never fill up (Never fill up)

Why can't I let you free?
This is my fantasy
And it's fucking insane
So hope you fall in the shit

Stand up and keep in mind what you want to see
Dont lose control, they'll finally throw the sticks i won't be your fuckin' Voodoo Doll!

I won't be your fucking Voodoo Doll
Throw the fucking sticks!

Throw the fucking sticks



Credits
Writer(s): Chris The Lord Harms, Joy Frost
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