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Witch Hunt

TX2

There's a cabin in the woods, nobody's ever been
Sound the bells and get the torches
Let's burn it down to check it in

There's a rumor that I'm evil and I'd like to set it straight
I've been cursed with being loud, and that's never gonna change
But I wouldn't hurt a flea unless it got in my way
And the way I see it, all of you are standing in my face

All you freaks that see a piece of me
I put on a screen, picking apart my decency
Now I'm a deer in a scope
All my tears held hope
But my face is dry now
There's only one way to cope

I heard they got a witch hunt, good luck trying to find me
To every single bitch, uh, I know you admire me
Put me on the list of all those who would die to be
Go and talk your shit, hun
All the hate inspires me

I heard they got a witch hunt
Good luck trying to find me
Dead ends is all you'll get from
Trying to vilify me
Ha, ha! Ha, ha!
Good luck trying to find me
Ha, ha! Ha, ha!
Good luck cause
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!

I'm not scared of a mob, I came prepared for this job
Like a girl with a hand fetish, who wants to read your palms
So get off your high horses, all you should be abortions
Can get your pitchforks and torches, but they ain't shit to this chorus

I heard they got a witch hunt, good luck trying to find me
To every single bitch, uh, I know you admire me
Put me on the list of all those who would die to be
Go and talk your shit, hun
All the hate inspires me

I heard they got a witch hunt
Good luck trying to find me
Dead ends is all you'll get from
Trying to vilify me
Ha, ha! Ha, ha!
(Good luck trying to find me)
Ha, ha! Ha, ha!

I'm sick of being treated like a whipping boy for you
Feet glued to witness stands, always testifying truth
While I'm forced to lie down for a crowd of white knights
On the moral high ground but far beneath what is right

Who criticize my existence, stick in their knives and twist them
Just set aside our differences for one moment, just listen
Imagine that you're the victim
But got wrongfully convicted for something you never committed
And now they want you to give it up

I won't bow to y'all, maybe we should switch ourselves
Sink or float, then you'll know, see who really broke the oath
So take me to court, you'll find nothing of course
The only crime committed was by you attention whores

Who sentenced people for sport
No evidence to support
It's evident that you are one of which you'll hang for decor
So why's it coming me, to fuck with me
But none of you are touching me?
No matter what you do, I'll be with you till I'm underneath

I'll be with you till I'm underneath
You're never getting rid of me!

I heard they got a witch hunt
Good luck trying to find me
Dead ends is all you'll get from
Trying to vilify me
Ha, ha! Ha, ha!
(Good luck trying to find me)
Ha, ha!
Good luck
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!

Composição: Timothy Evan Thomas, Cameron Rostami