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My enchanted fingers
Ironing my enchanted robes
Witches and warlocks, ivy and oak
Which one did you claim to be?
I'll let you finish in a moment, I hope
My voice is just much louder
It's like a million witches in my mind
Telling them they need me
I need them instead
My enchanted fingers
Ironing my enchanted robes
I cast a million spells into the mirror
It's just not the same when no one's there
A million smooth witches
Zoom through the midnight sky
It's like a million witches in my mind
Telling them they need me
I need them instead
My enchanted fingers
Ironing my enchanted robes
I cast a million spells into the mirror
It's just not the same when no one's there
A million smooth witches
Zoom through the midnight sky