Told Him Imma Witch
Oooo told him imma witch
Oooo told him imma witch
He took my mug
And sipped my coffee
My shield went up
'Cause he seemed off beat
An open book
A twisted story
I sped home
From the diner
To craft the spell
In the fire
Weave it well
Weave it higher
He's a dark soul
With blood on his lips
I wanted control
So I told him imma witch
And he ran the other way
I laughed at his dismay
Said that he likes
To feel pain
Oh weave it now
Of shining flame
None shall come
To hurt or maim
My eyes are locked
With the candle
The hot flame grows
As I channel
There is no man
A witch can't handle
He's a dark soul
With blood on his lips
I wanted control
So I told him imma witch
And he ran the other way
I laughed at his dismay
His eyes changed
As he stared into mine
They would dilate
I swear to twice their size
Oh two black holes
Scanning my soul
Chanting loud
The flame is tall
None shall pass
This fiery wall
Oh none shall pass
No
None at all
He's a dark soul
With blood on his lips
I wanted control
So I told him imma a witch
And he ran the other way
I laughed at his dismay
My shield's up
I'm guarded by the fire
Sipped my devils cup
When we were at that diner
Oh poor poor soul
This witch is in control
Ooo told him imma witch
Ooo told him imma witch
Oooo told him imma witch
He took my mug
And sipped my coffee
My shield went up
'Cause he seemed off beat
An open book
A twisted story
I sped home
From the diner
To craft the spell
In the fire
Weave it well
Weave it higher
He's a dark soul
With blood on his lips
I wanted control
So I told him imma witch
And he ran the other way
I laughed at his dismay
Said that he likes
To feel pain
Oh weave it now
Of shining flame
None shall come
To hurt or maim
My eyes are locked
With the candle
The hot flame grows
As I channel
There is no man
A witch can't handle
He's a dark soul
With blood on his lips
I wanted control
So I told him imma witch
And he ran the other way
I laughed at his dismay
His eyes changed
As he stared into mine
They would dilate
I swear to twice their size
Oh two black holes
Scanning my soul
Chanting loud
The flame is tall
None shall pass
This fiery wall
Oh none shall pass
No
None at all
He's a dark soul
With blood on his lips
I wanted control
So I told him imma a witch
And he ran the other way
I laughed at his dismay
My shield's up
I'm guarded by the fire
Sipped my devils cup
When we were at that diner
Oh poor poor soul
This witch is in control
Ooo told him imma witch
Ooo told him imma witch
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Writer(s): Rylee Van Oyen
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