The Witching Hour(Demo)

歌詞

I was cleaning out the ashtrays I was easily impressed Understanding Matthew's cigarettes I was eating all his glamour His pills and his garbage You might say that I swallowed it all Matt's out in the garden Sowing seeds of discontent And he's working for that magazine again Me, I'm out in the world Tring to meet my payments girl He's back in the closet where it's '57 When you call my name It's the witching hour, I know Now I'm walking down 4th street You pass me by, you don't even speak And it looks just like a spit in the eye Well sister, I'm out in the world Yes, I meet my payments girl You're back in the closet where it's '57 When you call my name It's the witching hour, I know