S.K.
The Crow is a victim
Oh victim your tired song has fallen deaf ears
Oh victim your cries made it to heaven
but the angels didn't care
So ill just give up from the 90ft drop
maybe they'll hear me when
my fists hit the gates
The graves that you've made the crow know
and they bite down to the bone
victim i know so bury them deep so the scars don't show
Oh victim the enemy is closer than you know
its hides inside where every hit you've taken
hold a knife up to your throat
So ill just give up from the 90ft drop
maybe they'll hear me when
my fists hit the gates
The graves that you've made the crow know
and they bite down to the bone
victim i know so bury them deep so the scars don't show
victim i know
Oh victim your cries made it to heaven
but the angels didn't care
So ill just give up from the 90ft drop
maybe they'll hear me when
my fists hit the gates
The graves that you've made the crow know
and they bite down to the bone
victim i know so bury them deep so the scars don't show
Oh victim the enemy is closer than you know
its hides inside where every hit you've taken
hold a knife up to your throat
So ill just give up from the 90ft drop
maybe they'll hear me when
my fists hit the gates
The graves that you've made the crow know
and they bite down to the bone
victim i know so bury them deep so the scars don't show
victim i know