Marjory

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Laura Gibson - Pop

Marjory

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Duration: 3:21

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Lyrics

Marjory I taught you not To follow me out from the dark I found a crow feather in my cup The morning you arrived Go on, bare your sharp wolf teeth But don't you stitch yourself to me 'Cause I got out while my hands were clean Kept singing even when the notes went sour Here's to the ones we never needed The ones who start and stop the bleeding Who was I to think that I could Split myself in two Saw you spinning in your thrift store pearls I saw you wobble in the rear view mirror Well, the future is dim but at least it's clear My dear, my Marjory Come back when the crows have scattered With your limbs long and your pink dress tattered In a birth howl or a death rattle I'd know you, I would wait

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Credits

Writers
  • Laura Gibson