Circe's Isle

Yeah, sorceress women,

Don't need no hex

I need your sex,

But that ain't nothing but a feeling

She, follows nature, seduces religion and rides, nothing but a feeling

So, i let it percolate,

Absorb the hate,

The best control

Hot much like a teapot, distracts my senses

First she whistles and then she blows,

Away we go

Shot down but i'm winning,

Standing on

Circe's isle, a crazy bitch and a smile

When i wanted to leave,

She just go down on her knees and beg on

They circle slowly,

Shots for slaughter

When bloods adrift in the water

They do her bidding

So if i dare to swim there

It ain't nothing but a feeling

Held, like a hostage,

They chained her jeans

So tight it could break the skin

One song on repeat,

There will be no sleeping

With wild horses

In my bed oh, away we go

Shot down but i'm winning,

Standing on

Circe's isle, a crazy bitch and a smile

When i wanted to leave, she just goes down on her knees and beg on

Witches use red candles,

Songs made of metal

She knew i'm not that guy

That girl puy whiskey and rye

In her caldron

And i'm stuck and falling down

Oh, cut the cord,

Oh where we go,

Give me more

I'm dow and i'm jaded,

Addicted and craving

I'm fixed on her smile,

Hospelessly in denial

When i wanted to leave, she just go down on her knees and beg on

Cut the cord,

We already know

There can be no anticipating,

I'm stading on