Bitchcraft – Bambix – letras

You give me a lifetime so I can be savedI’d rather have some space to breatheYou hand me a whistle to draw attentionI’d rather have some ointment for my scarsThey’ll let me burn on the stakePay for the mistakes I madeBut I ride a bike, and not a broomI don’t cry at the moonStill I’ll be damnedThey repeat the pattern again and againRaise your voice and you’re forgottenWill the world grow ripe enoughTo outsmart all that is rottenI don’t ridicule what’s Holy and goodI don’t put frogs in my soupsI want to be my own judgeAnd if that’s not enoughThen I’ll be damnedDon’t want to feel as if I’m down in a burrowI’ll live my life as if there’s no tomorrowDon’t pull the leash which you tied around my neckI’ll still be the captain even if I clean the deckGive me a lecture so I can learnGive me a book to readBut don’t hand me a knife to draw attentionTo what can’t be said with wordsMy fellow-sinners are all aroundThey won’t destroy your holy groundI don’t like to eat ripped-out heartsAnd I don’t have wartsStill I’ll be damned