From Ash and Dust - Crooked Claws

Someone told me about those crooked claws and asked if I've known them too
I said I'd never seen them, he said I haven't either but that doesn't stop them from haunting you
On the day I noticed it was getting harder to breathe, I could see something gripping my chest
It's so tight, it might kill me but death is the weakest of the crooked claws' threats
Sometimes it's breathing down my neck, sometimes it's underneath my bed, but imagination's on my side
What I can make of it is scarier than what it really is, it only messes with me when it hides

So I'm not gonna hide, hide
I know I'm scared most of the time, time
I'm not gonna let it make me hide, hide
Turn around, face up to those jaws
I turn around and they're gone
No more hiding from the crooked claws
Yeah

Someone asked me what's the matter, then looked a little confused when I said I haven't got a clue
There seems to be no threat of a predator, so why do my instincts always tell me I'm doomed
Can't put a name or a face to whatever's hunting me, and I know that it can't attack
Vision is the only weapon against it, but I only know the claws on my back
They follow me everywhere, but I don't need to be scared if imagination's on my side
I run into a land in my mind where the crooked claws have no choice but to hide

So I'm not gonna hide, hide
I'm still scared most of the time, time
But right now I don't need to hide, hide
Turn around, face up to the jaws
I turn around and they're gone

The claws will grab me from behind, they keep on scratching at my spine
They trying to catch me by surprise but never look into my eyes
They'll never snatch the breath out of my chest, I'll survive
And since they never face up I'm gonna make them up this time

There'll be no more hiding from the crooked claws
There'll be no more hiding from the crooked claws
There'll be no more hiding from the crooked claws
There'll be no more hiding from the crooked claws

I don't wanna be scared all the time
So I run to a land in my mind
Where the crooked claws are forced to hide
Right now I believe I won't die
I don't wanna be scared all the time
So I run to a land in my mind
Where the crooked claws are forced to hide
For now I believe that
I'm fine

Sometimes it's breathing down my neck, sometimes it's underneath my bed, but imagination's on my side
What I can make of it is scarier than what it really is, it only messes with me when it hides
So I'm not gonna hide

Written by:
Braeden Daggett

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