When we die where do we go? Many have theories but no one knows
You're the apple of my eye, come a little closer and take a bite
I'll be your lover and your best friend, we could form a new religion
What do they want from me? A deathbed confession or a heartfelt apology?

Let's start a witch hunt, scapegoat the pagan gods
Cupid shoots poison arrows at the virgins and the scarecrows
Let's pass the Kool-Aid, strychnine and strawberry
It's a Jonestown holiday and all the kids are in their graves

The Mayan calender's ending soon, armageddon say the prophets of doom
Black holes in the Milky Way, maybe tomorrow but not today
Sucked into infinity, exactly where we deserve to be
What do you want from me? Hope of an afterlife and a sense of security?

Let's start a witch hunt, scapegoat the pagan gods
Cupid shoots poison arrows at the virgins and the scarecrows
Let's pass the Kool-Aid, strychnine and strawberry
It's a Jonestown holiday and all the kids are in their graves

I see you blushing in a room full of mirrors
Naked and lying on broken glass
In brittle tones I hear you calling out
But it's too late to save you now
'Cause I'm floating downstream on those haunted rivers
Falling asleep among the charred remains

What do they want from me? A deathbed confession or a heartfelt apology?

Let's start a witch hunt, scapegoat the pagan gods
Cupid shoots poison arrows at the virgins and the scarecrows
Let's pass the Kool-Aid, strychnine and strawberry
It's a Jonestown holiday and all the kids are in their graves


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