Crow

Return to sender

I won't surrender to my hell

Chasin' the ghosts off

Tired of pretending, oh well

I died in my bedroom

I put the curse on myself

Opened the doorway

Everything's felt wrong since then

Everything's felt wrong since then

Everything's felt wrong since then

Like a crow in a cage

Who am I to behave myself?

Pull back the curtain

I expect it’ll get much worse than this

Looking for purpose

I put a bullet in my head

Talking in circles

Nobody listens anyway

Reading the words wrong

Nothing is spelt right anyway

Burning the wheels off, okay

Tired of fetishizing pain

Breaking my wings off, no way

Everything feels wrong

Like a crow in the cage, who am I to behave myself?

We design our own hell

Try and shout out

Like a mime in a well, oh well