I’m a bitch
I’m a lich
Or a miserable
Witch
Existential
Spiritual
Malicious
Little bitch
Who’s got a twitch
In the wrist
Who can curse you
If I wish
With a stroke
Of my hand
Yes I can
Though it isn’t
Really magic
You wouldn’t
Understand
‘Cause I’m a bitch
I’m a lich
Or a miserable
Witch
Bubbling boil
Toil
And trouble
I put my soul
In something else
And let it go cold
Fuck you regardless
Of a spell
Or my wish
Whatever I
Want goes off
Without a hitch
It must be easy
To demonstrate like this
‘Cause I’m a bitch
I’m a lich
I’m a wicked little
Witch
You’ll be remembered
By my curse
In a verbal casket
If you want to chance it
Consume Reality! 