Avada Kedavra, I speak to destroy
The feelings I have, I cannot avoid
Through twisted tongues, a hex deployed on you
That all the pretties in your bed
Escape your hands and make you sad
And all the things you wish you had you'd lose
I, I, I know you're living a lie
I, I, I see the scars in your eyes
I, I, I know you're living a lie
I, I
I guess you'd rather have a star than the moon
I guess I always overestimate you
Hoodoo, all the things that you do
I'm down, down in my doomsday blues
I, I, I know you're living a lie
I, I, I know you're living a lie
Avada Kedavra, the thoughts in my head
The places I touch when lying in bed
The visions of you, the words that you said, undo
My heartbeat buried in the ground
And to the strings I bind, you're bound
So when you sleep, you'll hear the sound (ah!)
I, I, I know you're living a lie
I, I, I see the scars in your eyes
I, I, I know you're living a lie
I, I
I guess you'd rather have a star than the moon
I guess I always overestimate you
Hoodoo, all the things that you do
I'm down, down in my doomsday blue
I guess you'd rather have a star than the moon
I guess I always overestimate you
Hoodoo, all the things that you do
I'm down, down in my doomsday blue
For your romance, I'd beg, steal and borrow
It's draining me hollow, you
(I guess you'd rather have a)
(Star than the moon) you slow dance me out of my sorrow
(I guess you'd rather have a star than the moon) but your favourite colour
Compared to the others is doom, doomsday blue
Blue
Blue
Blue, blue, blue, blue
Blue, blue, blue, blue
Blue, blue, blue, blue
Blue, blue, blue, blue
Avada Kedavra, I speak to destroy!
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