Good VVitch — Lyrics

Written By Loui Crow
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LYRICS — GOOD VVITCH

I’m learning what the dark can teach,
how not to flinch when feelings reach.
how to stay soft when it goes sideways.
how to mean what I say,
every thought a spell I raise.
set my vibe, the current obeys,
Crow flicks glitter in the algorithm.
good witch— you got this,
… [long pause]
the universe listens.

VERSE 1

studying ease, learning how to rest,
flunked control, I did my best.
google herbs, I mispronounce,
still the incense give me bounce.

Crow laughs kindly, moves the air
says, “learning’s just a slower prayer.”

I eat like they did in Eden
plants on my plate keep givin’
blend my greens till they start confessin’
crispy tofu, saved a chicken

Skip the moo, choose root and grain,
good witch healing from the pain.
Manifest health, pay bills by will
I’m a good witch, I treat my body well

PRE-CHORUS

Bless my mess, then shift my lens.
drink my smoothie, start again.
can’t reach joy from a bitter heart.
I’m wand and wish, focus as art.
Laugh mid-cast, seals the deal —
Humor heals. That’s how I feel.

CHORUS

Witch, not worried what they see —
Mirror magic taught me, me.
good-witch groove I’m vibrant, witch.
I’m a good witch, ready. I got this,
manifestation on lock, watch this
I’m a good witch, ready. I got this

VERSE 2

Mistakes still show — that’s okay,
show up, spell up, claim my day.
emotions are clay, make a face
Dishes teach when I clean
patience is the practicing

Crow says contrast is just chalk,
trace my outline, start to walk.

Maybe that’s the trick of will—
not to master, just to chill.
learning effort without war,
how to stop before I’m sore.

don’t fix it, I feel through,
learning what small shifts can do.
laugh so hard I startled the crow, too
[loud audible laugh]

PRE-CHORUS 2

Bless my mess, then shift my lens.
drink my smoothie, start again.
can’t reach joy from a bitter heart.
I’m wand and wish, focus as art.
Laugh mid-cast, seals the deal —
Humor heals. That’s how I feel.

CHORUS

Witch, not worried what they see —
Mirror magic taught me, me.
good-witch groove I’m vibrant, witch.
I’m a good witch, ready. I got this,
manifestation on lock, watch this
I’m a good witch, ready. I got this

BRIDGE — chant

Sip this slow—see it show,
what you think starts to grow.

Oh, shift it, lift it, don’t over-think it,
one deep breath and—boom—flip it.

I’m a good witch, no black magick,
bless not bind, that’s my practice.

Thoughts are spells, watch what you say,
the mind’s your cauldron every day.

CHORUS

Witch, not worried what they see —
Mirror magic taught me, me.
good-witch groove I’m vibrant, witch.
I’m a good witch, ready. I got this,
manifestation on lock, watch this
I’m a good witch, ready. I got this

OUTRO

Thank you body. Thank you breath.
Thank you now. Thank you next.
Thank you sun for what you give,
Happy body, happy cells.
I’m a good witch. I got this.


Loui Crow

I make music, practice mirror work, sometimes I do somatic rage fits, and small forms of magick that help me stay present and kind while things change.

I write songs for myself, my inner child, and for the woman I am becoming.
I work through old patterns, grief, and survival habits as I notice them loosening.

Sometimes I write as the Crow — that's my ideal self. Direct, unattached, protective, grounded in something older than my fear. Other voices come through too. The snake. The spider. The fly. The ghosts are the false selves I created to survive. I write as all of them, for my own self-hypnosis — unpacking who I've been so that my son can fill his days with joy and I can stop being such a reactive parent. I'm in the middle of it all. I just keep showing up.

I use Suno for vocals and instrumentals — the vocals are seeded from my own voice. I'm a disabled veteran and a stay-at-home mom.

Over the last year, I climbed an emotional ladder I didn't know I was on. Many of my earlier releases were the scream — my depression, anger, insecurity.

The last album that came out of that climb is called "Mirror, Mirror off the Wall." It starts with depression and ends with gratitude.

Much of what lives here carries the influence of Louise Hay and Abraham Hicks, especially the idea that my body listens to my thoughts — and that where I place my attention, my life follows.

I leave breadcrumbs in case anyone resonates.

Take what feeds you.
Leave the rest for the birds.

I am molting.
You are welcome here.

https://louicrow.com
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