Murder of Crows

[Chorus]
Born of the green, pray to the love
It's hot in the guts, I'm gonna grip to the rail
I'm hung and I'm hooked, fixing a snare
She sticks a root down on her meagre frame
One is there with and one is without
Perceiving a ghost, I'm gonna stick to the trail
I wanna get in, I wanna get out
She sticks a root down on her meagre frame

[Verse 1]
How can we love like this?
Guess life is like a roller coaster
In life, love gnawed at my skin
Guess nothing, I should never trust her
I don't know where I've been
Think nothing of her, love and leave her
Don't know nothing about him
But I know that you've been seen out together

[Chorus]
Born of the green, pray to the love
It's hot in the guts, I'm gonna grip to the rail
I'm hung and I'm hooked, fixing a snare
She sticks a root down on her meagre frame

[Verse 2]
Am I strong enough, baby, to hate?
Set fire to the revelator
The shogun turned up late
On a runaway train, trying to set a wager
And there's a light twice shining bright in my eyes
It's an oncoming train to take you
Out of my life and into his wife
I'll be waiting, hope I'll see you later

[Chorus]
Born of the green, pray to the love
It's hot in the guts, I'm gonna grip to the rail
I'm hung and I'm hooked, fixing a snare
She sticks a root down on her meagre frame
One is there with and one is without
Perceiving a ghost, I'm gonna stick to the trail
I wanna get in, I wanna get out
She sticks a root down on her meagre frame

[Bridge]
The combination so slow, walking on old eggshells
Singing with a murder of crows, walking on old eggshells
The combination so slow, walking on old eggshells
Singing with a murder of crows, walking on old eggshells
The combination so slow, walking on old eggshells
Singing with a murder of crows, walking on old eggshells
The combination so slow, walking on old eggshells
Singing with a murder of crows, walking on old eggshells

[Chorus]
Born of the green, pray to the love
It's hot in the guts, I'm gonna grip to the rail
I'm hung and I'm hooked, fixing a snare
She sticks a root down on her meagre frame
One is there with and one is without
Perceiving a ghost, I'm gonna stick to the trail
I wanna get in, I wanna get out
She sticks a root down on her meagre frame