Witch Of Trouble

Blue Foundation

It's like cream button the womb

You don't know what todo

She's like an.....electric blue

And if you don't watch out she'll get to you

She's been through emotional karma

Like when you do voodoo

She sits on a throne of lost souls

When thoughts from the cold insanity in-scrolls.

I brag and boast

But I will never ever get to her

No hold, deep in my minds...

Of the endless...

Waiting in the shadows...



Here we go



I used to be afraid

Livin' on a razor blade

Came toe to toe with nemesis

As if my mind unscathed

All I wanted to was bathe

In the rays of eternity

All of a sudden there was nothing

One thing botherin' me and that was

When she materialized

Flat off the line

The past became the high time

I remember pushin' forward

Breakin' out of confines

I never knew the truth in her side

But to her theft

One is left but a pile of ashes

She got my good

My life wasn't tat as a rag

To many intention to mention trash

Suffocated in those plastic bags a blast



Yeah...



Mean while...

Goes highs and lows she my...

So boys of solitude bellows

He's not my type...



Forget the spiritual

For my mind is in a black hole

No way out...

Obvious not

I didnt deliberately get caught

In a flux and what not