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Madilyn Mei - Kleptomaniacrow (Official Music Video)

My 'Promise You Won't Scream' (EP) is out now → http://linktr.ee/madilynmei 'Promise You Won't Scream' Merch incl. a Kleptomaniacrow Crew, Tote & Sticker! → https://www.hellomerch.com/collection... video by madilyn mei written and composed by madilyn mei produced and mixed by scrawny mastered by joe hutchinson single artwork by kris putter http://www.madilynmei.com   / madilynmei     / madilynmei   Other links: http://linktr.ee/madilynmei Lyrics: Kleptomaniacrow Following me wherever I go Hoping I’ll drop something so He can add to his collection He likes the shiniest things Dangling trinkets Coins and beads Offered up some crumbs to eat But he didn’t seem interested Kleptomaniacrow Why follow I? I’ve not much stowed away In my pockets today You have an eye on my necklace You start a strange charade, a dance, A’beckon me to follow So like you always do I follow you this time You lead me far away Didn’t take you for a tour guide You and I, parading by, Deep into the wood Oh Kleptomaniacrow Leading me somewhere I don’t know And to my horror you led Me to a body at rest and There I stood shocked by your side For to my surprise the body was mine Did that mean I was a ghost? I don’t remember dying And as I stood there crying Over my own lifeless body You felt the time was right to snatch The locket you'd been eyeing To my demise I realized too late And with the pull The corpse had disappeared And off you flew holding my soul “Finders Keepers" Written in chicken scratch On my tombstone Nice touch, thanks for that Guess that grim reaper Knew I’d never grow old Awful funny sendin’ birds to do your work though “Finders Keepers" Well you finally have my soul But little do you know That necklace is That necklace is “Finders Keepers" Written in chicken scratch On my tombstone Gonna pay for that Couldn't know better Who knew death would come With feathers Who knew he'd send a greedy beak A’peckin at my feet, oh “Finders Keepers" Well you finally have my soul But, word to your crow, though That necklace is fools gold