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lyrics
Listen close through the thin walls
And you can hear the crows
Sing their sad songs in stereo
But I prefer the orchestra
Of my own home
So when I get up
It's to make sure that the windows
Are closed
First I was an architect
Of my own isolation
Then I was the king
Of a castle that I built
For myself
And okay, okay I’ll admit
I’ve been spending too much time In my own head
And okay, okay I’ll admit
I should have taken you out
More often than I did
Cuz you were a trash bag
Sturdy and strong
Scented and pale
And I was your trash
Until you couldn’t carry me anymore
And we split apart
So this song is for the crows
That came
Circling in
I do hate those duets
That the crows do sing
I do hate those duets
That the crows do sing
I do hate those duets
That the crows do sing
I do hate those duets
That the crows do sing
A very unique addition to the PUP discography that brings a multitude of new sounds compared to previous works, not bad by any means, just a little different.
Go see them live, chaotic. Shmoob