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American Witches
02:35
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Four full moons have passed
Since I last saw your face
Each pair of lips i've tried to kiss since then
Each one speaks your name
Started getting sick
Strange things were happening to me
Vicky said "you should see the witch
she'll help rectify the situation"
There was a new strange store in town with symbols on the awning
The girl that ran it - her name was Valerian
She asked me questions about your family history of witchcraft
And assured me that if you were American, it'd be ok
American witches - so much softer than the Haitians
American witches - kinder than the South Americans
American witches - they're kinda like Christians
American witches - you'll be ok, she said
She gave me a prescription - I was to burn a candle in the bathroom having inscribed it with my intention
with protective oil and incense I was to focus on it and think good things
To help you forget
Everythings ok now - just like she promised
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Shes hot
02:09
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She's hot like an igneous rock
I want to date her like a Floridian alligator (she's not)
She's from San Diego but she don't surf
She's tough but she don't curse
So hot - like an igneous
Shes not concerned with representation
with photographs in the third dimension
as evidenced by her lack of social media presence
aww man she's so hot
Shes deep - like a staircase to a dungeon
when she speaks she got me coming
Got me running down the block
666 Park
She's hot - she knows how to flirt
She's tough but she don't curse (at least not a lot)
She's hot
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I went to church today
its been so long since i've been there
I got a seat close to the altar
so I could turn around and see the faces of the faithful sitting there
And what I saw was they were sad
So sad
Jesus was up there hanging out
He had such great abs
he looked at the faces of all the faithful sitting there
And he seemed to say to me
"Mike why are all the people so sad"
they're so sad
I saw a girl she who was only fifteen
She had the most beautiful hair I ever seen
she got up to read from the big old gold and dusty book
I got up and I got the F outta there
Because creeps like me
Don't belong in a sacred place like that
We belong in the back rooms of smokey dust places
We deserve to be away from all the people who are so sad
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Miserable Seance
02:33
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