Birds of black feather fuck together
Crow jam on eggs
See them fly against the wind
Waves of black matte and dark shadows
Birds of black feather flit together
These are not your typical social butterflies
They know where you live
They even know your name
Birds of black feather frock together
Bored, hanging out in Gothic drag
Watching and waiting, killing time while
A murder takes place
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