What to say....what to say......Witches Brew candle burning....and musking my room up.......
Bad luck wind been blowin' on my back
I was born to bring trouble wherever I'm at
With the number '13' tattooed on my neck
That ink starts to itch
Black gon' turn to red
I was born in the soul of misery
And I never had me a name
They just give me a number when I was young
That is it....the tattoo will be a "13" on the back of my neck.
Who to do is next.
Bad luck wind been blowin' on my back
I was born to bring trouble wherever I'm at
With the number '13' tattooed on my neck
That ink starts to itch
Black gon' turn to red
I was born in the soul of misery
And I never had me a name
They just give me a number when I was young
That is it....the tattoo will be a "13" on the back of my neck.
Who to do is next.