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• Artiste: El-creepo!
• Titre: Witch Hunt
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When we die where do we go? Many have theories but no one knows You're the apple of my eye, come a little closer and take a bite I'll be your lover and your best friend, we could form a new religion What do they want from me? A deathbed confession or a heartfelt apology? Let's start a witch hunt, scapegoat the pagan gods Cupid shoots poison arrows at the virgins and the scarecrows Let's pass the Kool-Aid, strychnine and strawberry It's a Jonestown holiday and all the kids are in their graves The Mayan calender's ending soon, armageddon say the prophets of doom Black holes in the Milky Way, maybe tomorrow but not today Sucked into infinity, exactly where we deserve to be What do you want from me? Hope of an afterlife and a sense of security? Let's start a witch hunt, scapegoat the pagan gods Cupid shoots poison arrows at the virgins and the scarecrows Let's pass the Kool-Aid, strychnine and strawberry It's a Jonestown holiday and all the kids are in their graves I see you blushing in a room full of mirrors Naked and lying on broken glass In brittle tones I hear you calling out But it's too late to save you now 'Cause I'm floating downstream on those haunted rivers Falling asleep among the charred remains What do they want from me? A deathbed confession or a heartfelt apology? Let's start a witch hunt, scapegoat the pagan gods Cupid shoots poison arrows at the virgins and the scarecrows Let's pass the Kool-Aid, strychnine and strawberry It's a Jonestown holiday and all the kids are in their graves