Witch Hunt

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 girls
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 calendar’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 girls
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 these 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 girls
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