Lucy Arnell - Crow Bait (Ft. Pete Remm)

Days long ago, the days we ceased in the wake of the sun or in misery
Keep 'em coming, the shallow dice
When they lay their heads we are paralyzed

Am I crow bait? Ain't good for nothing?
It's a cold night again, a cold night again

Hold my weapon, my cavalry
For this canned young heat may have poisoned me
I stop to remember that widow on her perch
When the people are all broken you must look to the Earth
Am I crow bait? Ain't good for nothing?
It's a cold night again, a cold night again

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