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Ride, Ride, Ride - Scott McKenzie, Phillips, John lyrics

Witch hunt, witch cunt, burn this girl
Dead girl's dance they burn and twirl
Witch hunt, witch cunt, burn this girl
Dead girl's dance they burn

I'm running out of air
There's a carnival in the graveyard tonight
With the clouds that fall with poison
And they fall on my skin making tiny holes
Erasing my legacy

Nothing hurts, nothings right
I am nothing turning to the left
I get on a ride and the ride's dark
And drive Nazi cars

And I am no longer afraid
Because I've held on so tight
That I've crushed them
I've crushed them, it covers me

And I try to find comfort in the darkness
Where I am no longer your misanthropic majesty
With only one match and one chance to burn
Only one

I'm burning
I'm fucking burning

Dead girl's dance they burn they twirl
Witch hunt, witch cunt, burn this girl

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