Season Of The Wiche Lyrics - Singles - Doctor Butcher

Listen to me I'll tell you something that you may not want to hear 

I know about those games you plan, I know about your fear 

Live alone, better lock your door, gonna come for you, what you wanna do 

I know these things that noone knows 

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Burn in the night, hands held to the sky 

Breathing like a dog in the season of the witch 

Burn in the night, hands held to the sky 

Breathing like a dog in the season of the witch 

I just know your souls too cold to love 

I search for ways to see inside your world 

Live alone, better lock your door, gonna come for you, what you wanna do 

I don't give a shit anymore 

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[Solo] 

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Lost inside your sorrow 

Lost inside your sorrow