Cosey Mo from More Constant Than The Gods

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 but from losing your mind Burning instead of beauty