Bless Mark James

You lent your arms for holding I used you to wave a wand A failed caster caught, burnt in iron The metal I wear to shift my voice, to haunt Outside myself, I'm whoring All on my own I lifted the key In my walls, I wandered I won't pretend I ain't the wild wild weed He lent his heart for wearing So I used him to hang and hide A true caster caught, smelt the spell on She blessed Mark James, he waved me on Inside my eyes, he's whoring All that he owes, he left for the rest And in my walls I've wandered I can't pretend he ain't the wild wild west