Lirieke: Down. Diary of a Mad Band. Stone The Crow.

A bout of deep depression
Can't seem to move it forward
My lying eyes lie awake
Not sure what I am after

I never died before
Can't live what happened yesterday
I never stoned the crow, no

Flip through endless stories
A life of hand-written pain
No one can share this hurt
That is mine, mine, mine

I never died before
Can't be what happened yesterday
I shouldn't stone the crow, no
Ride on

Same old city, same old pain
No matter how I try
No matter what I say
I'm blamed, I'm shamed
I'm judged unfairly

So now, I've died before
It feels as bad as yesterday
I never stoned the crow

You to have died before
I'm not as stoned as yesterday
I never stoned the crow
Stoned the crow no, no