There is a tale about Salem, that no books have ever said, and what it tells about Salem, is home spun truth of blue blue man.
He's wearing blue, the blue o'man, the blue we draw, the blue we play, but what is strange about this man is that he walks straight to Salem
On his own way straight to Salem, he found a goal, he found an aim
But please take care here in Salem, it will all become the same
On these weird things, magic and tricks, only in a place such as Salem
But what remains about this man is that he walks straight into Salem
There is a bat, there is a cat, follow his steps straight to Salem, this is a squat, this is a trap when you cross roads straight to Salem
There is something about Salem, about this f*cking special man
But what is true about Salem it's all these voices in his head
Thee Atticus - A Tale About Salem, Pt. 1 Lyrics
Thee Atticus - A Tale About Salem, Pt. 1 Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
There is a tale about Salem, that no books have ever said, and what it tells about Salem, is home spun truth of blue blue man.
He's wearing blue, the blue o'man, the blue we draw, the blue we play, but what is strange about this man is that he walks straight to Salem
On his own way straight to Salem, he found a goal, he found an aim
But please take care here in Salem, it will all become the same
On these weird things, magic and tricks, only in a place such as Salem
But what remains about this man is that he walks straight into Salem
There is a bat, there is a cat, follow his steps straight to Salem, this is a squat, this is a trap when you cross roads straight to Salem
There is something about Salem, about this f*cking special man
But what is true about Salem it's all these voices in his head
He's wearing blue, the blue o'man, the blue we draw, the blue we play, but what is strange about this man is that he walks straight to Salem
On his own way straight to Salem, he found a goal, he found an aim
But please take care here in Salem, it will all become the same
On these weird things, magic and tricks, only in a place such as Salem
But what remains about this man is that he walks straight into Salem
There is a bat, there is a cat, follow his steps straight to Salem, this is a squat, this is a trap when you cross roads straight to Salem
There is something about Salem, about this f*cking special man
But what is true about Salem it's all these voices in his head
Writer: Thomas Alves-Chaintreau
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid