Phil Gawen - Witches Ball Lyrics

No luck at all. I've got no one to call
There is no one to help
This secret is chocolate and warm hands

And I'll be over this bridge
When I catch the power
To be a liar, or honesty's fire
I will hurt somebody
Surely, kill the party
In the white snow
Of the infamous witches ball

It's you in the corner
Playing with magnets and martyrs
But it's my steel heart
And my own illusions

The lines in my hand
Are not what matter
It's the sweat in my palms
And my broken ladder

And the eyes of an owl
Finger on trigger
Water and Bridge
She has what matters

You're contagious, you're incurable
'Body's weak, and I feel like catching it
Sand is sinking, waving goodbye girl
Moment's kill, will it break the spell I'm in
Lovers we don't love