Scarhead

The Owl Post

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Out of touch with reality
Living life in a fantasy
But she would not change anything
Dreams of magic in a magical life
Potter-minded in perpetual spotlight
No one gets it and she doesn't mind

Wearing robes in the middle of the day and
waiting for an owl to come my way but it
it hasn't yet so I guess I'll stay
Scarhead, Scarhead, Scarhead

Daniel Radcliffe poster on my wall and I
I go to Wrockstock every spring and fall and I
I can't wait for the next Yule Ball
Scarhead, Scarhead, Scarhead

Forced my friends to read all seven books
All the cool kids give me dirty looks
Ride my broom around the neighbourhood
Scarhead, Scarhead

Named my two dogs George and Fred
I check the Leaky Cauldron every night before
I just can't get this out of my head
Scarhead

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