A brush with death could make me beautiful
  who gave the crow that telling voice?
  felt good enough to go and do some damage
  releasing that important crowing noise
  
  It's gonna hurt me
  It's gonna hurt me
  as much as it hurts you
  
  low on meat and high on flies
  you were hunted down by packs of lies
  falling like fruit bats in a bright sunbeam
  caught for mining someone else's seam
  
  It's gonna hurt me
  It's gonna hurt me
  as much as it hurts you