Wicked Annabella

In the dark and misty clouds When the Christian and his beak The wicked and the love makes us all But the ones I see The relatives have passed her by To scan to even say hello She's in the picture midnight, she shuts off the day And goes about her turn away

I've seen her burn, I've seen her face I don't want to burn I'm half of the eyes I burn in my soul Twisting my mind Please will show to you our good Should always go to sleep in the night Cause we give the hell out the light, it's a pain to shine Open name alone, man

Don't go into the woods tonight Cause underneath the sticks and stones All lots of beautiful demons can sleep by and around I'm just waiting just to carry you home Dappin' down dot-diner

Dave, ooh Andt Sorare Dappin' down Dappin' down Dappin' down Dappin' down Dappin' down Dappin' Dappin'