Bandwitch

(Put the little kids in the corner with their face and their eyes in the corner) 

My favorite band is a witch
Find themselves in poet corners, and they still like to dick
It's of course, they're afraid, it's a fine, complicate
You can find, demonstrate, slip along, demon ways

My favorite band, is a witch
Find themselves with perfect mornings, and they still try to live
The menstruation, pull it surprised a masturbation, a little morning cries 
I wish on thievery of corners
Admit the cries, I know he's saying, I know he's saying so tired 

They'll have to put the little kids in the corner with there eyes and face on the floor 
You're so fucked up now, you're fucked up now

Put the little kids in the corner with their eyes and face on the floor
Put the little kids in the corner with their eyes and face on the floor 

I know you want me to keep on going 
You want me to keep on going 

And you know wherever I am