Black Magic from Vacation by Weekend Youth

Traffic cones
Falling from the ceiling
Weavin’ in and out
Forgettin’ how to breathe in
Hope is a bride
Faded, in white
Dancin’ in the dark not knowin’ that they’re sinkin’

Where yes is no
It drives me crazy
So hot it’s cold
I know, I know, I know
It’s Bad for me

But I love it
Your touch is
Black magic
Black magic
  
Serpentine
Wrapt around me
I’m helpless

Your touch is
Black magic
Magnetic

Your spell’s got
It’s hold on me
Black magic

Baggage claim
Waiting for a meaning
Heart’s a rubik’s cube of pixelated feelings
Love is a trick
It’s a sleight of hand
Hypnoitized
Now feeling is believing

Where yes is no
It drives me crazy
So hot it’s cold
I know, I know, it drives
Me Mad

Your touch is
Black magic
Black magic
  
Serpentine
Wrapt around me
I’m helpless

Your touch is
Black magic
Magnetic

Your spell’s got
It’s hold on me
Black magic

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