Bird in the Hand
Burden the pair of stars
Green eyes that she knows
Born in the west
She fell back
Living amongst the crowd
Background noise to them
She's so sad
I'm already dead
Jesus
Heed us
F.E.M.A's
Will feed us
The soul laughs,
Like retards
Sweet dust,
Will drain our, sorrow!
Weary the path that follows
Demons can't be far
(behind you)
Good luck then
(unknown place)
Bird in the hand
Autor(es): Darrell Blalock, Honey Maid
