scarecrow

[Verse]
It's wrapping around tight on my feet
Bright green little sprouts, but the thorns cut deep
It's all too quiet for a sound and I can feel my heart repeat
So humid you could drown and it won't let go of me

[Chorus]
Dead or alive, you are a burden, you'll be at my side
The crops won't survive, I am your scarecrow, your wretched vice

[Verse 2]
It's wrapping around me, it grew up to my waist
Think the vines create a boundry and there's just not enough space

[Bridge]
(It's wrapping around tight on my feet)
(Bright green little sprouts, but the thorns cut deep)

[Chorus]
Dead or alive, you are a burden, you'll be at my side
The crops won't survive, I am your scarecrow, your wretched vice