作词 : Ruston Kelly
作曲 : Ruston Kelly
Halloween is here, and they left it in this home.
Stitches on my body, closet's full of bones.
Blood that won't stop running, this wound will never clot.
Like the ringing in my ears, it don't ever seem to stop .
I hear voices from the basement, scratching on the roof,
Seeing visions of you wasted, mumbling to the moon,
Conjuring some darkness from the shadows in your room.
Oversold my hallelujah when I laid my soul in you.
Love ain't nothing more than black magic.
You better want what you wish for: it might happen.
Day awakes the night, and then I die for what I've done,
Asphyxiating slow below an ugly setting sun.
I try to breathe; the yellow smoke keeps burning up my lungs.
I found the words to say, but they just blister on my tongue.
Love ain't nothing more than black magic.
You better want what you wish for: it might happen.
I drank your poison, fell under your spell.
Love is hell and nothing more than black magic.
Love is like a bag of drugs that blows out both your knees.
Innocence gets tangled when you're hanging on a string.
Both her eyes are foggy, glassed, too high to ever see.
The devil's sleight of hand twisting fate with ancient ease*, 'cause
Love ain't nothing more than black magic.
You better want what you wish for: it might happen.
I drank your poison, fell under your spell.
Love is hell and nothing more than black magic.
Better want what you wish for; it might happen
by stupid_fish