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Murder Of Crows Lyrics - Carry On The Grudge - Jamie T

Phone of the green 

Brick to the love 

It's hot in the guts 

I'm gunna grip to the rail 

I'm hung and I'm hooked 

Fixing the sail 

She sticks a root down on her meagre frame 

One is the with 

And one is without 

Perceiving a ghost 

I'm gunna stick to the trail 

I wanna get in 

I wanna get out 

She sticks a root down on her meagre frame 

 

How can we love like this? 

(Guess life is like a roller coaster) 

In life, love gnawed at my skin 

(Guess nothing I should never trust her) 

I don't know where I've been 

(Think nothing of a love and leave ya) 

Don't know nothing about him 

(But I know that you've been seen out together) 

 

Phone of the green 

Brick to the love 

It's hot in the guts 

I'm gunna grip to the rail 

I'm hung and I'm hooked 

Fixing the sail 

She sticks a root down on her meagre frame 

 

Am I strong enough baby to hate 

(Set fire to the revelator) 

The shogun turned up late 

(On a runaway train tryna set a wager) 

And there's a light twice shining bright in my eyes 

(It's an oncoming train to take ya) 

Out of my life and in to his wife 

(I'll be waiting, hope I'll see ya later) 

 

Phone of the green 

Brick to the love 

It's hot in the guts 

I'm gunna grip to the rail 

I'm hung and I'm hooked 

Fixing the sail 

She sticks a root down on her meagre frame 

One is the with 

And one is without 

Perceiving a ghost 

I'm gunna stick to the trail 

I wanna get in 

I wanna get out 

She sticks a root down on her meagre frame 

 

The combination so slow 

Walking on old eggshells 

Singing with a murder of crows 

Walking on old eggshells 

 

Phone of the green 

Brick to the love 

It's hot in the guts 

I'm gunna grip to the rail 

I'm hung and I'm hooked 

Fixing the sail 

She sticks a root down on her meagre frame 

One is the with 

And one is without 

Perceiving a ghost 

I'm gunna stick to the trail 

I wanna get in 

I wanna get out 

She sticks a root down on her meagre frame 

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