A Lot Like Birds - A Satire of a Satire of a Satire is Tiring [Spencer Faber Remix] | Текст песни

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• A Satire of a Satire of a Satire is Tiring [Spencer Faber Remix]

I'm starting to think that maybe I'm wrong.
It's easy to forget what you're fighting for
and what matters more
But maybe I'm not.
What if only time can tell?
Well, until then we'll try this again.

I feel colder without you
But I've learned to embrace the chill about you.
I can't tell if I lost or found you.
Am I making sense or do I confound you?

Oh what to do? Nothing is new.
Now I must deal with my true form of reality.
They like to tax me drastically.
Still learning to heal fantastically.

Hearing you talk makes me want to shut my mouth.
I wonder who taught you to whisper with a voice so loud.
Oh wow! You've got opinions to share?
So just keep yelling through the door sending your four-letter prayers.
Get lucky once if I care!
Use all your luck if I'm really even there!
I'm so exhausted with noise.
You give me options but don't give me a choice.

I feel colder without you
But I've learned to embrace the chill about you.
I can't tell if I lost or found you.
Am I making sense or do I confound you?..

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