The Crow

Another life, another voice, another heartbeat could

Find a happy end to tear asunder

Lonesome if you got 'em, gagging it down

Sing another psalm, is that work enough?

Oh, no

What was it like to come of age in such a cruel place

Supping on the bones of your old chaperones?

Priced out since your first kiss, spotty tongued, mellifluous

Stick the landing as your fingerprints erode again

Oh, no

He's dead, I'm trying on clothes

I can't afford, guess I'll totter down

The boulevard, cash blown

Courting me in effigy

Who dares claim home any place they see?

Oh no, oh no

Not me!

Gone from green to pink behind the courthouse bricks

Nights, I slow it down

The future just confounds me

He's dead, I'm drinking at Taix

Faint-hearted bottle blond hiding out till the smoke just passes

Menace in the mirror

Who dares find joy in this terror?

Oh no, oh no, oh no