Murder of Crows

Lyrics

[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