out of your spell

Im sitting down in my basement, ohhh,

Listening to the tumble dryer, going,

round, round, round

its slightly hypnotizing and

im just sitting in a daze,

thinking about where we're gonna go from here,

you say your my friend, ohh

but friends dont act the way you do.

I do you a favour, ohh

and you just throw it back in my face.

Who do you think you are.

Just remember i hold all the cards ohh,

cos im free from you.

I am me not you, i have broken

from the trance you kept me in.

My mind is my own.

Its my sanctuary

from the pain you caused me,

and I am happy, to be away from you

to say goodbye,

I am out of your spell.

The End

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