this is wrong, these are the lyrics for simon not birds.. here's my try at birds
and oh
how come i dont wake to the sun no more
when pixelated jackles saying rains it pours? (no idea on this one)
my stubborn curiosity will lead me right off course
and i guess its why marky ran away
to a sunnier LA
he found his brain in an apartment in chinatown
so come on we can get oohh?
so nervous and its to baby girl??
thats why ive created this world
where you can come and find me when (come find me when)
you're just so bored of the shameless pay
from working the department
i know your tired
but im complacent
lets pace around in our apartment
cause oh
when i rest my head i feel the fear of falling
and in my own town i trip to a far up place?
thats the way
so forgive me for my lack of words
announcing adjectives are slowly pulling down my spine
and it seems each of them can't find a way to make any sense of it
just like me
and repeatedly the paperman says that its all wrong
and all i got are sedatives in these damn songs
but i grew up on the superstitions
probable cause for my lack of ambition at all
when i rest my head i feel the fear of falling
and in my own town i trip to a far up place?
cause thats the way that it works until today
gotta get out
gotta get out today
this is wrong, these are the lyrics for simon not birds.. here's my try at birds
and oh how come i dont wake to the sun no more when pixelated jackles saying rains it pours? (no idea on this one) my stubborn curiosity will lead me right off course and i guess its why marky ran away to a sunnier LA he found his brain in an apartment in chinatown
so come on we can get oohh? so nervous and its to baby girl?? thats why ive created this world where you can come and find me when (come find me when) you're just so bored of the shameless pay from working the department i know your tired but im complacent lets pace around in our apartment cause oh when i rest my head i feel the fear of falling and in my own town i trip to a far up place? thats the way
so forgive me for my lack of words announcing adjectives are slowly pulling down my spine and it seems each of them can't find a way to make any sense of it just like me and repeatedly the paperman says that its all wrong and all i got are sedatives in these damn songs but i grew up on the superstitions probable cause for my lack of ambition at all
when i rest my head i feel the fear of falling and in my own town i trip to a far up place? cause thats the way that it works until today gotta get out gotta get out today