Cloud
While aware the hour
Into something new
Throw away the flowers
They make you feel blue
Throwing stones at stranger
Waiting for the fight
Throwing stones at birds who struggle to take flight.
[Chorus]
I am a dark cloud swelling with hate
I am a dark cloud swelling with hate.
Get it out your system
Get it out of you
Send them home with blisters
Send the home with truth
Send them away the daughters
Blind them with your hoove try to save the daughters
Try to sell the news
[Chorus x3]
[Instrumental]
[Chorus x2]
