Within-Reach - Crows

One time and it's started to bore me
Bad luck is a part of my jewelry
So take me to the part of the story
Where I get what I want, ‘cause I think I'm done
Two times now it's getting annoying
Good times don't come naturally for me
Lost track of the plot of the story
So take what's left and throw me to the
Crows that fly
Like murder that she writes
Watching the dead of night
And I still wonder why
It's not all dark inside
Where my intentions lie
Misunderstood
Flights and stolen moods
Have left me all subdued
I’m a troublemaker all through
But trouble’s not what I choose
A troublemaker
With nothing left to do
A troublemaker
To leave and let loose
Three times and it's bad for my health now
Hopes fell from the top of the clock tower
There's no venom we're on common ground
But I'm so stuck in swings and roundabouts
Four times would be too much for me
I need signs that can give me a warning
A promise of a change in the story
So I am not the one who's left for
Crows that fly
Like murder that she writes
Watching the dead of night
And I still wonder why
It's not all dark inside
Where my intentions lie
Sat under
To discover
They're all misunderstood
They’re all misunderstood
They’re all misunderstood
They’re all misunderstood
They’re all misunderstood
They’re all misunderstood
A troublemaker
With nothing left to do
A troublemaker
To leave and let loose
They’re all misunderstood
They’re all misunderstood
They’re all misunderstood
They’re all misunderstood
They’re all misunderstood
They’re all misunderstood
They’re all misunderstood

Written by:
James Theobald

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