Lyrics Panic at the disco - Nearly witches

Nearly Witches

Here I am, composing of burlesque,
Out of where they rest their necks,
Sunken in the splintered cradles

And ramshackle ants,
They ask for it, as a boy,
I eat my wishes on golden toothpicks
and digested them with wolf intestines

I fell from the heavens,
As a fetish blessed with an operatic skeleton
And as the stars watch me descend,
I crack the family tree and,
Chopped off all of the branches

I fell from the heavens,
As a fetish blessed with an operatic skeleton
And as the stars watch me descend,
I crack the family tree and,
Chopped off all of the branches