I've been thinking. i've been phrasing.
I've been making a shelf
To line'em up long enough,
To keep it all to myself.
These words, they need a night out.
Evil. hoping to slow it down.

Cause at first, there comes a rushing heat.
Then all the little feelings start to gather at my feet
And now i know that i'm sounding crazy,
But i guess, oh well. i can't explain but

Feel like i'm under a spell so, are you bewitching? are you bewitching?
Feel like i'm under a spell so, are you innocent or pulling on a puppet string?

Well in second, i'm a wreck and i don't want to rebel.
There isn't time to wonder why
Or even think for myself.
Caught up. i didn't see it
But, i'm sure i wouldn't care if i had.

Cause at first, there comes a rushing heat.
Then all the little feelings start to gather at my feet
And now i know that i'm sounding crazy,
But i guess, oh well. i can't explain but

Feel like i'm under a spell so, are you bewitching? are you bewitching?
Feel like i'm under a spell so, are you innocent or pulling on a puppet string?

Is something influencing all my decisions?
Cause i can't seem to think for myself anymore.

Cause at first, there comes a rushing heat.
Then all the little feelings start to gather at my feet
And now i know that i'm sounding crazy,
But i guess, oh well. i can't explain but

Feel like i'm under a spell so, are you bewitching? are you bewitching?
Feel like i'm under a spell so, are you innocent or pulling on a puppet string?