Contained in my cotton crib Where I feel no turbulence The ocean sleeps upon a shelf and it feeds my apathy But I can feel it in the night Like rain
In the middle of the side of the road I'm a cynical baby So your god fell in love with the war Well he's only your god I'm the first male lesbian I
London's burning! All across the town, all across the night Everybody's driving with full headlights Black or white turn it on, face the new religion
Follow the tides Drown in your headspin Forget the world tonight Leave all my joys People are plastic A war with elastic knights And I know how you
When I find my thoughts It seems I'm losing myself In the dark of my mind And the ocean of time So I read between the cracks In the time that I write
Well everybody's heard about the bird ! Bird bird bird, the bird is the word ! [repeat] Everybody's heard about the bird ! Bird bird bird, the bird
