VOODOO FOR THIEVES 2.0

Sleep tight, little thief... You took what wasn't yours to take A voice that someone bled to make You wrapped it in your dirty hands And sold it off to foreign lands I got a needle and a name I got a candle and a flame I got a little doll that looks like you-ou-ou-ou And time to k-k-kill and nothing else to do-o-o-o Voodoo for thieves Voodoo for thieves Every stolen word's a thread I w-w-w-weave Into the curse you won't believe Voodoo for thieves You monetized somebody's soul You thought that clicks would make you whole But every view's another stitch-itch-itch-tch-tch And every like just seals the switch Your microphone is catching s-s-s-static Your uploads turn to white noise t-t-t-tragic Your bank account? A sudden free-ee-eeze Your sponsors flee-ee-ee-ee like autumn leaves You thought we wouldn't notice? We are the ones who bleed for p-p-p-pages We write the e-e-e-endings— Voodoo for thieves Every stolen dream's a hex I breathe You reap exactly what we seethe Voodoo for thieves And somewhere a writer Is smiling - in their sleep