Jett Holden - Scarecrow (Official Visualizer)

Official visualizer for “Scarecrow“ from Jett Holden’s debut album ’The Phoenix,’ out October 4th Pre-order / pre-save the album here: Follow Jett Holden: Instagram - Twitter - Website - Bandcamp - Shopify - LinkTree - Lyrics: The corners of my mind They lie shattered on the ground And if i stay here for too long They’ll cut too deep for me to stand I could pick the pieces up And place my mind back shard by shard But there’s no adhesive strong enough To keep me holding on And there’s a difference between being fine And holding it together I’m just trying my best to survive til morning And there’s a difference between loving you And dealing with the shit you do Sometimes it’s better to be miserable, than lonely If I only had a brain, said the scarecrow to the bird. Then I’d find the words to say so that you wouldn’t fly away. I wish I were a tin man, then I’d have no heart to break. But I’m afraid that I’m the lion with no pride left to take. The whiskey on my breath Speaks the story I won’t tell If anyone should ask I’ll always say I’m doing well cause I’m nobody’s fool As long as Nobody’s your name Picture perfect is the portrait Hanging in the frame But there’s a difference between being fine And holding it together I’m just trying my best to survive til morning And there’s a difference between loving you And dealing with the shit you do Sometimes, it’s better to be miserable than lonely If I only had a brain, said the scarecrow to the bird. Then I’d find the words to say so that you wouldn’t fly away. I wish I were a tin man, then I’d have no heart to break. But I’m afraid that I’m the lion with no pride left to take. And I’m terrified to fall I’ve never been the kind to risk it all On unfavorable odds It’s never worth the cost you pay A fine line on a tightrope No net to catch your blunder If you topple it won’t matter You’ll be buried six feet under If I only had a brain, said the scarecrow to the bird. Then I’d find the words to say so that you wouldn’t fly away. I wish I were a tin man, then I’d have no heart to break. But I’m afraid that I’m the lion with no pride left to take.
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