Hurt Me - Odds

A brush with death could make me beautiful

Who gave the crow that telling voice?

Felt good enough to go and do some damage

Releasing that important crowing noise

It’s gonna hurt me

It’s gonna hurt me

As much as it hurts you

Low on meat and high on flies

You were hunted down by packs of lies

Falling like fruit bats in a bright sunbeam

Caught for mining someone else’s seam

It’s gonna hurt me

It’s gonna hurt me

As much as it hurts you