23 Nothing Left Of What I Thought I'd Be ©2007 Nichols & McAllister

I hear there's a witch
Who lives over the hill
She gets by, I hear
Hynx minx and will nill

She makes her crazy potions
Out of mushrooms and devotions
And I'm thinkin' now's the time
I should get a broom and climb up on it

All my life I thought I was someone that I'm not
Now there's nothin' left of what I thought I'd be

I hear there's a farmer
Who lives high up on the land
Every creature dies on him
So he sticks them in the ground and has a worm farm

So I'm thinkin' I should go
Maybe grab myself a hoe

'Cause alll my life I thought I'd be something that I'm not
Now there's nothin' left of what I thought I'd be