Doctor Butcher - Season Of The Wiche lyrics

Listen to me I'll tell you something that you may not want to hear I know about those games you plan, I know about your fear Live alone, better lock your door, gonna come for you, what you wanna do I know these things that noone knows [Chorus:] Burn in the night, hands held to the sky Breathing like a dog in the season of the witch Burn in the night, hands held to the sky Breathing like a dog in the season of the witch I just know your souls too cold to love I search for ways to see inside your world Live alone, better lock your door, gonna come for you, what you wanna do I don't give a sh** anymore [Chorus] [Solo] [Chorus] Lost inside your sorrow Lost inside your sorrow