Track 13-The Wytches

[ti:Track 13] [ar:The Wytches] [al:Annabel Dream Reader] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Track 13 - The Wytches [00:05.98]In her sunshine blouse [00:09.73] [00:11.21]She prefers to keep the desperate men out [00:16.42]And they stay far away [00:18.93]And then she'll feel ok [00:21.02]Cause the smile on her face is poison [00:25.93] [00:30.54]In her rotary chair [00:34.10] [00:35.32]She's spinning too fast as it spits out her hair [00:40.37] [00:40.90]And she's well known [00:43.58]For her tendencies grown [00:45.91]As the number on the scales shivers [00:51.55] [00:54.39]And we fight like the crows [00:57.45]Shoulders elbows are covered in blows [01:02.71]From the farm girls last perge [01:05.03] [01:05.57]Between selling me your love all passing [01:10.53]Well I fell with no pain [01:12.82] [01:13.41]But it hurt just the same [01:15.57] [01:16.64]Annabelle's in the rain [01:19.56] [01:22.13]Reading those dreams [01:24.28]For the number or name [01:26.56] [01:27.09]Well she comes across like an animal lost [01:32.50]But her cage is the cleanest around [01:36.16] [01:40.42]And her parents hold her down in the night [01:43.98] [01:45.93]Before closing her eyes she said everything's fine [01:51.57]When she next arrives with her conscience divine [01:56.61]And a smile on her face artificial [02:01.11] [02:02.01]Yes the smile on your face artificial [02:06.63] [02:10.31]Well I search through her paths [02:12.66]Running family since birth [02:15.69]And I feel like a one [02:18.29]Bury body in dirt [02:20.72]On my birthday I scream [02:23.64]Every day's a bad dream [02:26.42]Or a story to sell [02:28.42] [02:29.03]Stop reading me Annabelle