You Bury Your Head (Split) Witchcraft

They say you look like a gypsy
And got a smile of a thief
You wear your clothes like a hippie
In you they got no belief
And you're just walking around
Thinking about nothing
You're well known in this town
Cause of your big brown muffin, yeah!

And every day to you really looks the same
But you've got nothing to lose, you're not even in the game
But you can't deny all the problems you have
Even though you wish to
Cause I know you feel sad

You bury your head deep in the sand
You cannot take all the fear things have gotten out of hand
People despise your free ways
I know you're misunderstood
But is that really the truth
Couldn't things be good? Yeah!

You're all alone and you've got no one
You're lost in the game
It is the pentagram it's got your soul again and you'll never be free...oh no!