Gris Gris Tales

I was warned
I was warned about you
I see your phone
A gris gris tail and a snake by you
Sunshine and the sun don’t shine
Wild woman
What kind of woman are you
You set black fire
To taste the dew on my fingertips
My heart stings from loving things
I dive into the sitting now
I bite around the bone
I wish my good was better
But I’m already gone
My feet are burning up
She teach me everything
You gotta dance with a devil inside
And let him know who’s king
My heart stings from loving things
I was warned
I was warned about you
I see your phone
The gris gris tail and the snake by you