my friend, the witchdoctor
she gave me the strip that took me out of my mind
it'd been aching and throbbing and grinding for so long a time
and she told me to, told me to, told me to
sniff my wrist if I want to come home.
Orange blossom water...
My friend, the witchdoctor
she burn the sage, I mean she burn the cricket wire
say evil away
she took the time, took the time, took the time
to advocate -
she said "Boy, get the things that you need."
Orange blossom water...
I am not sad, I'm just not here
and I am not happy, I'm only smiling
I am waiting for this rebirth to end
sniff my wrist - wait to feel at home
My friend, the witchdoctor
cast a spell that run off
twenty four hours time
now the aching and throbbing and grinding returns to my mind
and so i kneel down, i kneel down, i kneel down
sniff my wrists - maybe this is my home
Orange blossom water...
You only do what you have to do
There's no mistakes, there's only trying
I could never pretend to know what I've done
Sniff my wrist
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