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Its Just Moon Water Karen
Polk County Pagan Market
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Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Yo, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I like my incense full of cartito
Mercury's in retrograde, so are you
My birth child says I'm chaos with a plan
Venus rising, don't need no man, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I charge my crystals by the windowsill
Talk to trees and drink my tea, like it's a spell
Draped in purple, Bedford in the grass
They say it's devil work, I just laugh
It's just moon water, Karen, calm your fear
I ain't summoning Satan, just set intentions here
Yeah, we dance naked 'neath the silver sky
But the only thing we're sacrificing is time
We're not hexing your lawn or cursing your shed
We're just out here vibing with lavender instead
So clutch your bible if it helps you sleep tight
We're howling at the moon, not starting a fight
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
We speak in symbols, runes and dreams
You say it's scary, we say it's witchy cheek
You're scared of sage and a moonstone ring
Meanwhile your cousin's running a fight club in the church
We got cauldrons, narcoustic attitudes
You got pitchfork Sal very 69 too
I read your aura, it's Beijing board
Come sit in the circle or be ignored
Full moon fever, barefoot in the rain
We ain't the thread, it's your closed little brain
We don't want your husband, your loan or your throne
We're just reclaiming magic, dancing alone
It's just moon water Karen, not a curse
Your ho-oh, hey is way more perverse
With your fake concern and your side eye glare
While we bless our homes with smoke in the air
So next time you panic at a crystal booth
Just know we're manifesting and it might be true
Let us be weird, wild and beautifully free
This world has room for a little mystery
So light a candle, take a breath inside
The witches are rising and we don't need to try
We're sacred, sarcastic and covered in glitter
In your judgment, Karen just makes us fit
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
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