Past Lives
Hex Takes Hold
Death came to my dreams.From the belly to my teens.Twenty-eight years and some odd days the teeth fell from my face.I've had the same thoughts.Counting back into the womb.A broadcast shot straight to my skull in hyper-stereo.It's always uh-uh-oh-oh-oh when the hex takes hold.It's always uh-uh-oh-oh-oh when my eyes go cold.I'm telling you the bad news.When my skeleton jumps out from my skin what a terrible state I'm in.I'm telling you the bad news.When my skeleton jumps out from my skin what a terrible state I'm in.I'm telling you the bad news.When I'm crawling backwards speaking spells I could use just a little help.Burn my brains out, baby, like hot trash in the sun.Disconnect my phone disconnected my tongue.It's always uh-uh-oh-oh-oh when the hex takes hold.It's always uh-uh-oh-oh-oh when my eyes go cold.I'm telling you the bad news.When my skeleton jumps out from my skin what a terrible state I'm in.I'm telling you the bad news.When I'm crawling backwards speaking spells I could use just a little help.
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