Bog Witch – Madame Macabre

I’ve had enough of this I’m walking out the door
Packed my bags gonna dress in rags
And I’m headed for the moor
This year has done me in and I can’t take it no more
So it’s decided now and I’m wrapping up this score

I’m done living in a world where there’s nothing but dismay
I’m not gonna be a part of a place that thinks this way
If one more thing goes wrong this godforsaken year
I’ll hit the edge and I’ll disappear

I’m done
I’m gonna be a bog witch
Living in the forest
And I’m not going back again
All the cryptids are my new friends
Somehow
I’ll summon groups of crows and
Decorate with old bones
And I’ll watch as your world burns down
I am one with the woodland now
I’m so jaded
Can’t take it anymore
Feeling faded
Burnt to the core

Won’t life be simpler when out among the reeds
Far away from the rank decay of the city and its weeds
No ill or prejudice in the council of the trees
Just creatures of the mist heeding from estuaries

Oh I’m gonna build myself a’little house on chicken feet
And I’ll render aid or harm to travelers that I meet
I’ll work like a mystery spreading lore of what I’ll do
I’ll be the local legend that’s true

I’m done
I’m gonna be a bog witch
Living in the forest
And I’m not going back again
All the cryptids are my new friends
Somehow
I’ll summon groups of crows and
Decorate with old bones
And I’ll watch as your world burns down
I am one with the woodland now
I’m so jaded
Can’t take it anymore
Feeling faded
Burnt to the core

It doesn’t have to be this way; the world can heal its wounds
Though I’m tired I’ll stick it out, I’m sure you feel the same too
If we all can work together we might still pull this through
But just in case it all goes belly up I’ll keep this game-plan too…

I’m done
I’m gonna be a bog witch
Living in the forest
And I’m not going back again
All the cryptids are my new friends
Somehow
I’ll summon groups of crows and
Decorate with old bones
And I’ll watch as your world burns down
I am one with the woodland now