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There is no real magic
There′s no real magic ever

Your spells don't work
Your curses don′t work
Especially not on me
'Cause I'll shoot your fucking cock
And I don′t need your hoodoo voodoo swirling ′round me
What kind of witch are you supposed to be?

Wave your mystical hand
Write my name in the sand
Burn your candles and chant your verses
Draw pentagrams and ancient curses
Paint your face black and white
Stand around in the snow
Real life is the only thing that scares me, you know


Your prayers ain't shit
Your magic ain′t shit
Especially not to me
'Cause I don′t believe in it
And I don't need your hoodoo voodoo swirling ′round me
I suppose you think you are a threat to me
Whispering to the air
I don't fucking care

Put on your rings and put on your beads
Get all the magic crap that you'll need
Do everything in your power to strike me down
Abracadabra, asshole
I′m still around

Your spells don′t work
They don't work
You have no powers
They don′t work
Your magic ain't shit
You′re no witch
Your curses don't work
They don′t work
And I don't need your hoodoo voodoo swirling 'round me
What kind of witch are you supposed to be?