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It must be strange to just fall from the stageand snap a bone that is so close to the brainAnd be attended to by so many down belowI saw a doctor tie you up from so far aboveAnd you start singing just like light through a black floorYou start sliding like burned skin to a side doorRefrain:But crow, when you throw yourself underSingin's hard when you can't loose controlThey don't know, to them in the dark you don't whisper nothin'And they're all gonna try and rip the wind from your soulIt must have been hard to be a cashier in a bookstoreAnd to be surrounded by the history of your true lovesAnd you'd get naked between the deep shelves in the backroomAnd have your brain get tan by sharp fluorescent light tubesAnd you start spinning like the pillars in the templeYou'd start screaming just like Sister Aimee SempleBut Crow, when you throw yourself underThe streets are hard when you cannot lose controlThey don't know, to them the dark don't whisper nothin'And they're all gonna try and rip the wind from your soulCrowLetras de cancionesIt was so sweet when you brought donuts to the junkiesHey, you'd give us something we'd go slip into our coffeeAnd we'd start reading lines from poems that didn't matterYou covered me with blankets in the Chelsea Hotel lobbyAnd I'd start reachin' for the scar along your bellyThey'd start takin' us 'cause winning is their hobby From Letras Mania