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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Crawling
The Crawling
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Clarke
Andrew Clarke
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Clarke
Andrew Clarke
Producer

Lyrics

This is the well of black parasites
Tiny little secrets when I close my eyes 
He was the weakest in a world of white
The taste of salt, as the truth spills out
It’s not a thought dear .. it’s a demon
Baptise your children 
Am i the worst you've ever been?
Thy Nazarene
As you tread on me; like dust, i rise
How would you have me sir?       
I'll be ... Thy Nazarene
A fear of living in the light
I know he's waiting ... bowed head and shallow eyes
It’s not a thought dear .. it’s a demon
Baptise your children 
Am i the worst you've ever been?
Thy Nazarene
As you tread on me; like dust, i rise
How would you have me sir?       
I'll be ... Thy Nazarene
Where is that boy?
Who hides when he weeps
Where is that boy?
Whose lies I keep
It’s not a thought dear .. it’s a demon
Baptise your children 
Am i the worst you've ever been?
Thy Nazarene
As you tread on me; like dust, i rise
How would you have me sir?       
I'll be ... Thy Nazarene
Written by: Andrew Clarke
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