Lyrics McCafferty – Dead Bird II
Text:
Wake up older
Not older or wiser, but probably safe
Take your time here
Things that you’ll want, you’ll miss when they’re gone
Making up things to get out of things
Play your cards to your chest
Do what’s wrong, do what’s best, well
For the god, for the prom
For the love of your sister
For the god, for the prom
For the love of your sister
For the god, for the prom
For the love of your sister
For the god, for the prom
For the love of your sister
Feed my ego, make me a ghost
Dead in my room, that’s how I know
Six rhymes with six rhymes, with six rhymes with this
Rhymes with parents divorced, rhymes with things that you’ll miss
Rhymes with
Dead angel please, wake up safely
Heroin makes me feel less crazy
All your outlets provide no safety
Dead angel please, wake up safely
Dead angel please, wake up safely
Heroin makes me feel less crazy
All your outlets provide no safety
Dead angel please, wake up safely
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