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letra de the big sad wolf (blood i) - witches of warboys

nicest meats blue
pleased to please two
i’m not your doctor
just here for the meter fare
mam, i’ll tell you stories
and the wolf will eat you
i’ve coloured your chart in
a dapper castle yeah
nasty traps for enemies
leave one door open
the bas-m-nts flooding, fills with fire
sign right here in crayon with a smile

i’m tired of these theme parks
endless shows and amus-m-nt rides
the theatre is filled, and our friends help foot the bills
still i cash in everyday, die in gory horror plays

you can never ever hide when trapped and tossing in your mind
payed for tickets, not the fun, then kick and scream for your refunds
some leave early, some stay late, i dug the party, drank my weight
and i’ll remember all to well our memories on the carousel

joy is inside, we’ll come to light, when we are still, silent, dumb

witches of warboys are here again
i’m sick to death of these odds and ends
my troubled double partners mad
nostalgic crab, but a fast comrade
he sleeps under a slick staircase
reads and talks to the fireplace
the boys more loopy than serious
but the big sad wolf means business

i’m tired of these theme parks
endless shows and amus-m-nt rides
the theatre is filled, and our friends help foot the bills
still i cash in everyday, die in gory horror plays

image fake, though beauty reels the end of the beginning meal
illusions always serve us well, then veggies turn and give you h-ll
you forget, but still know we are all one love and family
i thank you all, this school is sick, though f-ck the shows, we gotta split

joy is inside, we’ll come to light, when we are still, silent, dumb

what you are waiting for, is waiting on you
i just thought there’d be somebody else, some getaway dude
your ankles jangle round and stomp and stumble breaking loops
you’re the one with pals, i feel like an owl, all who, who, who
dr magirus’ seething pool will swallow the hollow boy and his boots
just food for the moon, that mud blood goon who’s angry, frankly, bubbling gloom
play it out, the last act has come, this creature culture’s sneaking through
you hooked the fish by faithful noose, now close your lips and sn-tch the goose

i just want to be, here with family, hold their hands and dance, laugh at my expense

i’m checking in, i can’t wait to be nothing
after work i’ll play, gonna go all the way

- witches of warboys

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