𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕘𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟, 𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕖𝕤 𝕔𝕦𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕔𝕜𝕠𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖. 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕤 𝕕𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕓𝕖𝕥𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕨𝕚𝕝𝕥𝕖𝕕 𝕣𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕤, 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕨𝕚𝕟�…
Oh we’re getting WITCHY in this B aren’t we
My brain added dub echo to the beginning of this song
omg siiiiic
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