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The Two Faces Of The Witch (Part 1)
One minute she's so kind
The next she's the meanest of them all
One day she'll speak so gracefully
The next day her words are like razor that cuts at your throat
She changes mood in the blink of a eye it's almost blinding
In every way she'll belittle you
In her eyes your incompetent because she believe she and only she has the know how
One minute she'll be laughing
The next she's cross and her mouth will tirade on forever
Right now she'll be as quiet as a mouse
Later that day she'll have you wishing you were one with the deaf
Your mind is on edge when your around her
Wondering when she's going to snap
And when she does you'll be begging for your death, simply just a end to it all
Old in age but a child by heart
She wants and wants
She wants it all
If you don't give her she'll throw you a tantrum
And if she sees you with what she doesn't have
It's hell to pay for you
So just hide everything you own, if you don't want the monster to come to life
No one is happy when she's around
The flowers withers
The sun goes down
The fearless cowers
The dead dies again
And then the devil smiles
The sight of her will make you cry
Oh no, not out of pity
But due to the fact that her image will forever be in your mind.
The next she's the meanest of them all
One day she'll speak so gracefully
The next day her words are like razor that cuts at your throat
She changes mood in the blink of a eye it's almost blinding
In every way she'll belittle you
In her eyes your incompetent because she believe she and only she has the know how
One minute she'll be laughing
The next she's cross and her mouth will tirade on forever
Right now she'll be as quiet as a mouse
Later that day she'll have you wishing you were one with the deaf
Your mind is on edge when your around her
Wondering when she's going to snap
And when she does you'll be begging for your death, simply just a end to it all
Old in age but a child by heart
She wants and wants
She wants it all
If you don't give her she'll throw you a tantrum
And if she sees you with what she doesn't have
It's hell to pay for you
So just hide everything you own, if you don't want the monster to come to life
No one is happy when she's around
The flowers withers
The sun goes down
The fearless cowers
The dead dies again
And then the devil smiles
The sight of her will make you cry
Oh no, not out of pity
But due to the fact that her image will forever be in your mind.
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