Pride of Scarecrows

There's pressure and weight on that things can't get better
Whole of them made
I force the hand, the one that feeds
Born around
You're the only thing I'll meet
I cant sleep
I cant talk
In a minute i will change
I know people march
These words align
You believe
In this room
In this house
In this pride



Credits
Writer(s): ómar Emilsson
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