The Witch

I'm staring at this woman dressed in black

She is holding a long-haired rag doll

A dusty table with a crystal ball

Stroking a black cat with evil eyes

Black magic tricks

Flying broomstick

Red shining ring

Trust me, she's a witch

She read my entire life through cards

She dug deep down in my past

Laughing with a demonic smile

And I knew it was a spell she cast

Black magic tricks

Flying broomstick

Red shining ring

Trust me, she's a witch

Trust me, she's a witch

Trust me, she's a witch