The Spell

Hush, do you see what I see?
Do you hear what I hear?
Do you feel what I feel?
Stop, I feel you in my brain
I feel your hands surround
My soul is stole again

When I'm in the spell
And I'm burning in your fire
I smell that incense pluming
Consumed in my lungs
Cut the cords
I'm not your puppet anymore

And I'll fight the spell

Fool
Don't play with magics black
That cunning stuff will push you to the front
And stab you in the back
Fool
I may have lost my mind
But when that karma comes around
It's yours you'll have to find
When I'm in the spell
And I'm burning in your fire
I smell that incense pluming
Consumed in my lungs
Cut the cords
I'm not your puppet anymore
And I'll fight the spell
If you'll back down
Lower your hands
Save your soul
Close the page
Walk away
When I'm in the spell
And I'm burning in your fire
I smell that incense pluming
Consumed in my lungs
Cut the cords
I'm not your puppet anymore
And I'll fight the spell
And I'll fight the spell
When I'm in the spell
And I'm burning in your fire
I smell that incense pluming
Consumed in my lungs
Cut the cords
I'm not your puppet anymore
And I'll fight the spell
And I'll fight the spell
And I'll fight the spell



Credits
Writer(s): Richard Mowatt, Clare Stagg
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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