BITCHCRAFT

Hide behind your mask
Crystal ball can see you
Future, present, past
Wouldn't wanna be you
Mirror on the wall
Your only self-reflection
Boldest one of all
No magic all projection

Let me guess you maxed your card
Mom's a bitch, you crashed your car
Ex is crazy woe is me
That's why you are the victim, see
Sure you lied and cheated
Need control, my God, you're so conceited
Nothing ever goes your way
It's not your fault
Aha, okay

Bet you think you're smart
Afraid you ain't so clever
No exes on your chart
Could ever lead to treasure
Your moon is full of ghosts
You're rising from a graveyard
Possess another host
Your sun is just a dead star

It's just a dead star
Just a dead star
Sun is just a dead star
Just a
You're just a dead star
Just a dead star
Sun is just a dead star
Just a
Oh my God you're
You're just a dead star
Just a dead star
Sun is just a dead star
Just a
Oh my God you're
You're just a dead star
Just a dead star
Sun is just a dead star
Just a
Oh my God



Credits
Writer(s): August Colella
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