Painted Bird (Workhouse Demo)
๐ต 1376 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:44 duration
๐ ID: 24419648
๐ Lyrics
On the poison wings, you try to sing
Freaks in streaks of gold, at your confusing hue
The peek of screaming eyes, heard a mercy, oh
No mercy, oh
Painted bird, it's absurd
It's a tainted bird, bird in the twisted dirt, dirt, dirt
Painted bird, it's absurd
It's a tainted bird, bird in the twisted dirt, dirt, dirt
The park will make its show, a sadistic joke
And the whippoorwills, they make a din
In laughing unison, your hitchcock carrion
In laughing unison, your hitchcock carrion, carrion
Painted bird, it's absurd
It's a tainted bird, bird in the twisted dirt, dirt, dirt
Painted bird, it's absurd
It's a tainted bird, bird in the twisted dirt
I hear your sorrow
Maybe tomorrow, tomorrow, you'll lose your sorrow
When the painted feather will cleanse away
That painted feather, and all that sorrow, sorrow, sorrow
Whoa-oh
A cop getting burnt for the painted bird
And found that healthy flock with a shock all run
Because the painted bird, by her own design
By her own design, there's no more sorrow, sorrow, sorrow
Whoa-oh
Have you heard about the painted bird?
It's a tainted bird, bird in the twisted dirt, dirt, dirt
Painted bird, it's absurd
Now a tainted bird mocking the twisted dirt, dirt, dirt
We heard your sorrow
Now tomorrow, tomorrow, we've lost that sorrow
Painted bird, it's absurd
Now a tainted bird mocking the twisted dirt
Painted bird, it's absurd
Freaks in streaks of gold, at your confusing hue
The peek of screaming eyes, heard a mercy, oh
No mercy, oh
Painted bird, it's absurd
It's a tainted bird, bird in the twisted dirt, dirt, dirt
Painted bird, it's absurd
It's a tainted bird, bird in the twisted dirt, dirt, dirt
The park will make its show, a sadistic joke
And the whippoorwills, they make a din
In laughing unison, your hitchcock carrion
In laughing unison, your hitchcock carrion, carrion
Painted bird, it's absurd
It's a tainted bird, bird in the twisted dirt, dirt, dirt
Painted bird, it's absurd
It's a tainted bird, bird in the twisted dirt
I hear your sorrow
Maybe tomorrow, tomorrow, you'll lose your sorrow
When the painted feather will cleanse away
That painted feather, and all that sorrow, sorrow, sorrow
Whoa-oh
A cop getting burnt for the painted bird
And found that healthy flock with a shock all run
Because the painted bird, by her own design
By her own design, there's no more sorrow, sorrow, sorrow
Whoa-oh
Have you heard about the painted bird?
It's a tainted bird, bird in the twisted dirt, dirt, dirt
Painted bird, it's absurd
Now a tainted bird mocking the twisted dirt, dirt, dirt
We heard your sorrow
Now tomorrow, tomorrow, we've lost that sorrow
Painted bird, it's absurd
Now a tainted bird mocking the twisted dirt
Painted bird, it's absurd