Cosey Mo

Cosey Mo
Oh Cosey Mo, I feel your pain
when they all want you but they don't know your game
I guess your death will pass in time,
but in the meantime let me build your shrine
I promise you that I will find you
I'll dig up every unmarked grave,
I promise you that I will find you, darling, find you
and on your tomb I"ll carve your name

Oh Cosey Mo, I feel your rage
when they hunt you down and put you in their cage,
I understand your need to hide,
not from fear from losing you mind
I promise you that I will find you
I'll dig up every unmarked grave,
I promise you that I will find you, darling, find you
and on your tomb I"ll carve your name
burning
burning
burning instead of beauty
burning
burning
burning instead of beauty
burning
burning
burning instead of beauty
burning
burning