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Witchcraft
Wrote a letter to you and threw it away
The spirit tried to call me I had no words to say
Sister can you tell me if it's gonna be okay
The chains and bangles were ringing loud
Calling out without a sound
And she had Witchcraft
And she drank from the craft
Her eyes are the opening to a soul
Where spirits lie and where secrets can be told
Make her an offer your fortune can be sold
The chains and bangles were ringing aloud
Calling out without a sound
And she had Witchcraft
And she drank from the craft
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