When you're right, you're right This crow won't eat itself by itself in mid-flight When you're right, you're right First to know, last to show The conflict in between your identities Guess it's me with nothing to lose Lost value in something to prove I never thought I'd see this far We lost value in holding our own Camping out on a microphone Dying to hide openly spying So stay down where you are Live where you've been in your own blue truth And just call me when it's over When they finally source the cure I wish I could recall Some bullshit metaphor Of some tree needing all its leaves to die Just to be reborn Set it up just to knock it down You never really needed me around It required something closer to yourself So just call me when it's over When they finally source that fourth sore ♪ When you're right, you're right This crow won't eat itself by itself in mid-flight So goodbye goodluck Back to the places that we once had stuck Out to the degree that you found first found me ♪ How else would I have known The dress code? How else would I have known Everything unspoken? How else would I have known Such a difficult dress code? Bare ♪ I wish I could recall Some bullshit metaphor Of some tree needing all its leaves to die Just to be reborn