"Dead Little Bird" as written by and Dermot Lambert Aiden Lambert....
My head is wrecked with all this lying,
This endless trying to be something
Maybe I should just never be.
Well, It's making me a loser,
It's making me a loser,
Now I don't care whatever happens to me.
Dead little bird,
Don't sing songs for noone no more.
Dead little bird,
I don't care.

My back is broke with all this flying,
This endless crying from the treetops,
To a world that thinks if I'm high, I'm free.
Well, it's making me a loser,
It's making me a loser,
Now I don't care whatever happens to me.
Dead little bird,
Don't sing songs for noone no more.
Dead little bird,
I don't care.
I don't care.
I don't care.

I'm a loser,
I'm a loser,
And I don't care.
I'm a loser.

Dead little bird,
I don't care,
I don't care,
I don't care,
I don't care,
I'm a loser.
I'm a loser.
And I don't care.


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"Dead Little Bird" as written by Barry Campbell Aiden Lambert

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