Collectable

There's a voodoo store in Harlem They spell magic with a K It's a stupid place to steal from But you did it anyway Now that you own me Things are very strange 'Cause some figurines aren't playthings Now it's my turn to play I'm collectable But I come with a curse You gotta have the set to save your soul You feel the urge I'm collectable Evil spirit trapped in plastic A demon in a toy Playtime becomes drastic Bloodbath after joy No one should ever Take me out of my box I warp your mind until I'm real Then I begin to talk I'm collectable But I come with a curse You gotta have the set to save your soul You feel the urge I'm collectable And now You need a sacrifice to get the final piece (so sacrifice) A heart will suffice as long as it still beats, yeah I'm collectable But I come with a curse You gotta have the set to save your soul You feel the urge I'm collectable I'm collectable But I come with a curse You gotta have the set to save your soul You feel the urge I'm collectable