Текст Kat Cunning – Birds

All of these birds, all of these birds in my head
Swarming around, pecking, they keep me up, and I can’t come down
All of these words building a house in my head
Tearing it down, the wreckage is keeping me up

The carnage of the cardinals they haunt me
The buzzing of the hummingbirds they knock me
The ravens got a carnival that’s rocking me
Wide-awake like there’s nothing at stake
Cuz I was born as perfect as the skies are
Head latched open to the Skylark
But now my brains a prison for the flight, oh
Get out of my head, get out of my head, get out of my head…

All of these birds, all of these birds in my head
Swarming around, pecking
They keep me up and I can’t come down
All of these words building a house in my head
Tearing it down, the wreckage is keeping me up
And I can’t come down

The murmurs of the starling song is maddening
The murder of the crows is coming at me
The ticking of the clock is trying to mock me
I’m wide-awake now, like there’s nothing at stake
I am still the architect of this cage
And I set all the raptors on a rampage
Begging for a rapture for an escape
Get out of my head, get out of my head, get out of my head…

I feel the madness wrapping me up here
The sun in my eyes It’s a beautiful Sight
I feel the madness wrapping me up here

Cuz all of these birds, all of these birds in my head
Swarming around, pecking, they keep me up and I can’t come down
All of these words building a house in my head, tearing it down
The wreckage is keeping me up, and I can’t come down