Hex Takes Hold - Past Lives

Death came to my dreams

From the belly to my teens

Twenty-eight years and some odd days the teeth fell from my face

I’ve had the same thoughts

Counting back into the womb

A broadcast shot straight to my skull in hyper-stereo

It’s always uh-uh-oh-oh-oh when the hex takes hold

It’s always uh-uh-oh-oh-oh when my eyes go cold

I’m telling you the bad news

When my skeleton jumps out from my skin what a terrible state I’m in

I’m telling you the bad news

When my skeleton jumps out from my skin what a terrible state I’m in

I’m telling you the bad news

When I’m crawling backwards speaking spells I could use just a little help

Burn my brains out, baby, like hot trash in the sun

Disconnect my phone disconnected my tongue

It’s always uh-uh-oh-oh-oh when the hex takes hold

It’s always uh-uh-oh-oh-oh when my eyes go cold