(*Ronnie Martin)
In the night I heard your voice
You were hunting me
Ran outside, dug up the soil
Until I found the key
Through the branches to a door
Hidden in the trees
Will you find me, will you
Hang me with no hope
Which witch
Because you know I've been tricked, tricked
Never looked behind me
Which witch
Because you know I've been tricked, tricked
Kept a knife beside me
Kept a book with pages torn
That you rearranged
All the words to make it known
That we lost our way
Left alone to wonder why
You cut your hands at your wrists
Eating from my table
Laughing like a devil

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