Rob Mathes - Nearly Witches (Demo) lyrics

[Verse] Here I am Composing of burlesque Out of where they rest their heads Sulking in their splintered cradles And ramshackled hands They asked for it As a boy I eat my wishes on golden tooth picks And digested them with wolf intestines [Chorus][x2] I fell from the heavens As a fetish blessed with An operatic skeleton And as the stars watch me descend I crack a family tree and Chopped off all of the branches (It's rude)