Witchcraft

It's in your eyes; a colour fade out

Looks like a new transition

It's starting up and shaking your ground

Turning your head to see a new day calling

Does it feel like a head to lean on?

A snapshot from where you were born

I'm looking for your hand in the rough

You're caught in the wire; well

I'll lift you out

Leading on the action

caught in a cellphone's rays

Bleeding on a sofa

staring at the wayside

He's coming and she knows it

even though she knows why

Footsteps in the hallway; girl

you haven't got time

You gotta get out

Go far away

You gotta get out

Go far away

Darkness in the bedroom; maybe she's resting up

Maybe she was out late

just come back from the club

I can't hear her breathing; something doesn't seem right

Killer in the hallway; we're living on a set time

We gotta get out

Go far away

We gotta get out

Go far away