Manwiches

The search for the worst
They run for what they've done
We hunt for what we want
Your head, your head, you're dead
I think I see a witch... over there
I think I see one... over there
I think I see a witch
The tribe is alive
The narc won't survive
We hunt for what we want
Your head, your head, you're dead
I think I see a witch... over there
I think I see one... over there
I think I see a witch
I think I see a witch
I think I see a witch
I think I see a witch... over there



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Mccormick
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