You Bury Your Head - Witchcraft

They say you look like a gypsy

And got a smile of a thief

You wear your clothes like a hippie

In you they got no belief

And you’re just walking around

Thinking about nothing

You’re well known in this town

Cause of your big brown muffin

And every day to you

Really looks the same

But you’ve got nothing to lose

You’re not even in the game

You can’t deny

All the feelings you have

Even though you wish to

Cause I know you feel sad

You bury your head deep in the sand

You cannot take all the fear things’ve gotten out of hand

People despise your free ways I know you’re misunderstood

But is that really the truth couldn’t things be good?

You’re all alone

And you’ve got no one

You’re lost in the game

It is the pentagram

It’s got your soul again

And you’ll never be free… no