Serenade For The Crow That Fell
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โฑ๏ธ 3:33 duration
๐ ID: 26104706
๐ Lyrics
Gaia, she's prowling in the lawn
Howling around your trembling house of cards
A serenade for the crow that fell
Like a drop of oil into your virgin well
Some hook has burrowed in your skin
There's a desperate clawing as the itch sets in
For a preacher's daughter, you're an easy mark
For the metal vultures in the parking lot
The sticky hum of clicking tongues have dropped
Their ticking clots of concrete in your mind's metallic slots
Like words descending in an inky swarm
To hammer down the buttons of your paper arms
The flames that left you in the easy chair
The smoking fingers in your burning hair
Are the exorcisms of a dirty girl
Ripping demons from her holy pearl
Howling around your trembling house of cards
A serenade for the crow that fell
Like a drop of oil into your virgin well
Some hook has burrowed in your skin
There's a desperate clawing as the itch sets in
For a preacher's daughter, you're an easy mark
For the metal vultures in the parking lot
The sticky hum of clicking tongues have dropped
Their ticking clots of concrete in your mind's metallic slots
Like words descending in an inky swarm
To hammer down the buttons of your paper arms
The flames that left you in the easy chair
The smoking fingers in your burning hair
Are the exorcisms of a dirty girl
Ripping demons from her holy pearl
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.58] Gaia, she's prowling in the lawn
[00:09.50] Howling around your trembling house of cards
[00:19.43] A serenade for the crow that fell
[00:28.17] Like a drop of oil into your virgin well
[00:37.41]
[00:46.06] Some hook has burrowed in your skin
[00:54.66] There's a desperate clawing as the itch sets in
[01:04.01] For a preacher's daughter, you're an easy mark
[01:13.54] For the metal vultures in the parking lot
[01:23.22]
[01:30.72] The sticky hum of clicking tongues have dropped
[01:40.27] Their ticking clots of concrete in your mind's metallic slots
[01:50.21] Like words descending in an inky swarm
[01:59.25] To hammer down the buttons of your paper arms
[02:09.55]
[02:18.88] The flames that left you in the easy chair
[02:29.44] The smoking fingers in your burning hair
[02:39.70] Are the exorcisms of a dirty girl
[02:50.15] Ripping demons from her holy pearl
[03:33.53]
[00:09.50] Howling around your trembling house of cards
[00:19.43] A serenade for the crow that fell
[00:28.17] Like a drop of oil into your virgin well
[00:37.41]
[00:46.06] Some hook has burrowed in your skin
[00:54.66] There's a desperate clawing as the itch sets in
[01:04.01] For a preacher's daughter, you're an easy mark
[01:13.54] For the metal vultures in the parking lot
[01:23.22]
[01:30.72] The sticky hum of clicking tongues have dropped
[01:40.27] Their ticking clots of concrete in your mind's metallic slots
[01:50.21] Like words descending in an inky swarm
[01:59.25] To hammer down the buttons of your paper arms
[02:09.55]
[02:18.88] The flames that left you in the easy chair
[02:29.44] The smoking fingers in your burning hair
[02:39.70] Are the exorcisms of a dirty girl
[02:50.15] Ripping demons from her holy pearl
[03:33.53]