Текст Thom Yorke – Unmade
Текст:
Come under my wings, little bird
Come under my wings, little bird
Come under my wings
Unmade, unmade
I swear that there’s nothing up my sleeves
And then back again
I swear there’s nothing
Unmade
And then back again
I swear there’s nothing
Unmade
There’s no faces
Won’t grow back again
Broken pieces
Unmade
I swear there’s nothing
Won’t grow back again
I swear there’s nothing
Come under my wings
Come under my wings
Come under my wings
Under my wings
We’re unmade
