The Enchantment Songtext
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I thought you'd come from a fairy tale
Where the people all are fair
But you're under a wicked enchantment
And you cannot see what's there.
Witches put a sheep's head on you
Just below the skin
And you think that your heart is a horrible place
So you never let anyone in
Where the people all are fair
But you're under a wicked enchantment
And you cannot see what's there.
Witches put a sheep's head on you
Just below the skin
And you think that your heart is a horrible place
So you never let anyone in
Beauty bears the beast inside
Broken hopes in silence hide
Victim of the ones who lied
You're under the enchantment.
You know about incantations
You know how to break the spell
You're looking out for a cut-rate prince
Or a pauper would do as well.
You've given your love to things in disguise
And none of them ever transform
You say it was your fault every time
And you never think that's wrong.
Beauty bears the beast inside
Broken hopes in silence hide
Victim of the ones who lied
You're under the enchantment.
If I had a magic mirror A mirror that never lies
I'd hold it up to your heart and your head
And your hands and your face and your eyes.
But the spell you're under would cloud the glass
And you'd swear it wasn't you
And you'd turn off the lights and pull the shades
To make all the lies true.
Beauty bears the beast inside
Broken hopes in silence hide
Victim of the ones who lied
You're under the enchantment.
Broken hopes in silence hide
Victim of the ones who lied
You're under the enchantment.
You know about incantations
You know how to break the spell
You're looking out for a cut-rate prince
Or a pauper would do as well.
You've given your love to things in disguise
And none of them ever transform
You say it was your fault every time
And you never think that's wrong.
Beauty bears the beast inside
Broken hopes in silence hide
Victim of the ones who lied
You're under the enchantment.
If I had a magic mirror A mirror that never lies
I'd hold it up to your heart and your head
And your hands and your face and your eyes.
But the spell you're under would cloud the glass
And you'd swear it wasn't you
And you'd turn off the lights and pull the shades
To make all the lies true.
Beauty bears the beast inside
Broken hopes in silence hide
Victim of the ones who lied
You're under the enchantment.
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