Witch Itch

If you see it through
She'll blame it, all on you
In a fight, you won't win
Come again, she's not your friend

Her mind, is altering
Is she there, is she listening?
Fading in or fading out
She says there is no doubt

Another bag of dope will pull you up close
Your arm in a tether do you think you will feel better
Another bag of dope will pull you up close
If I only had a friend do you think we could pretend
Another bag of dope will pull you up close
If she learns how to fly do you think she'll ever die
Another lost and found now she's headed out of town

She's found, in the hall
No life left in her at all
If you knew would it be the same
Would you dare, what have you there?

Another bag of dope will pull you up close
Your arm in a tether do you think you will feel better
Another bag of dope will pull you up close
If I only had a friend do you think we could pretend
Another bag of dope will pull you up close
If she learns how to fly do you think she'll ever die
Another lost and found now she's headed out of town

Shit



Credits
Writer(s): Luke Martin
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