The Curse Backfired
I went to a witch
Needed a curse on someone
This woman was a crazy b**ch
I hated this particular one
She asked what curse I wanted performed
I told her what my heart desired
It was going to be done during a storm
For that's what was required
I accepted the deal
She started mixing the ingredients in the stew
Already, a change in myself, I could feel
Something bad was going to happen before day was through
I couldn't believe this was real
No more dealing with these two
The witch told me it would take place that night
I had to go offer them the stew
Do not get uptight
Make sure you look happy, too
That night I delivered the stew
I knew it had been made thick
Had to get this curse through
I smiled while flicking my bic
I sat and watched them eat their meal
That change in me, I could feel all of a sudden, too
I watched them both get on their knees and kneel
I was the one who was cursed because I ate the wrong stew
I started to curse them and said
You rotten crazy people
You should have been dead
You think you're safe because you attend a building with a steeple
I started to feel my heart burn
Like I was on fire
They spoke very stern
We knew us burning in hell was your desire
I started to scream
I was dying before their eyes
Nothing they could do it seemed
Here I was the one, that was cursed and now in hell I would fry
My soul was sold to the devil
That night
I was on my way to hell
There the devil was in sight
Ringing just for me, hells bells.
He said welcome to hell
You'll burn here with me
You dumb fool, your heart you did sell
Now for eternity, here you'll be
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