Painted Bird
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โฑ๏ธ 4:16 duration
๐ ID: 414011
๐ Lyrics
On lead-poisoned wings -- you try to sing
Freak beak shrieks are thrown -- at your confusing hue
The peacock screaming eyes -- show no mercy no mercy
Painted bird -- it's absurd
Just a tainted bird -- hurting their twisted nerve
The flock will make you choke -- on this sadistic joke
And the whippoorwills -- they make a din
In laughing unison -- you're hitchcock carrion
In laughing unison -- you're hitchcock carrion
Carry on
Painted bird -- it's absurd
Just a tainted bird -- hurting their twisted nerve
I hear your sorrow -- maybe tomorrow
You'll lose your sorrow
When a fated weather will cleanse away
That painted feather -- and all that sorrow
A coquette in fur purr for the painted bird
Confound that dowdy flock -- with a sharp-honed nerve
Because we're painted birds by our own design
By our own design
And there's no more sorrow
Have you heard -- about the painted bird
Just a tainted bird -- hurting their twisted nerve
We've lost our sorrow -- now it's tomorrow
No need to hide your feather until a fated weather
No more sorrow...
Now we're painted birds -- mocking that twisted nerve
It's absurd...
Freak beak shrieks are thrown -- at your confusing hue
The peacock screaming eyes -- show no mercy no mercy
Painted bird -- it's absurd
Just a tainted bird -- hurting their twisted nerve
The flock will make you choke -- on this sadistic joke
And the whippoorwills -- they make a din
In laughing unison -- you're hitchcock carrion
In laughing unison -- you're hitchcock carrion
Carry on
Painted bird -- it's absurd
Just a tainted bird -- hurting their twisted nerve
I hear your sorrow -- maybe tomorrow
You'll lose your sorrow
When a fated weather will cleanse away
That painted feather -- and all that sorrow
A coquette in fur purr for the painted bird
Confound that dowdy flock -- with a sharp-honed nerve
Because we're painted birds by our own design
By our own design
And there's no more sorrow
Have you heard -- about the painted bird
Just a tainted bird -- hurting their twisted nerve
We've lost our sorrow -- now it's tomorrow
No need to hide your feather until a fated weather
No more sorrow...
Now we're painted birds -- mocking that twisted nerve
It's absurd...
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:23.58] On lead-poisoned wings -- you try to sing
[00:33.55] Freak beak shrieks are thrown -- at your confusing hue
[00:40.72] The peacock screaming eyes -- show no mercy no mercy
[00:48.01] Painted bird -- it's absurd
[00:50.72] Just a tainted bird -- hurting their twisted nerve
[01:12.59] The flock will make you choke -- on this sadistic joke
[01:18.87] And the whippoorwills -- they make a din
[01:25.25] In laughing unison -- you're hitchcock carrion
[01:32.44] In laughing unison -- you're hitchcock carrion
[01:37.91] Carry on
[01:39.75] Painted bird -- it's absurd
[01:43.30] Just a tainted bird -- hurting their twisted nerve
[02:06.98] I hear your sorrow -- maybe tomorrow
[02:13.26] You'll lose your sorrow
[02:17.78] When a fated weather will cleanse away
[02:21.44] That painted feather -- and all that sorrow
[02:37.69] A coquette in fur purr for the painted bird
[02:45.92] Confound that dowdy flock -- with a sharp-honed nerve
[02:48.65] Because we're painted birds by our own design
[02:52.26] By our own design
[02:54.91] And there's no more sorrow
[03:03.05] Have you heard -- about the painted bird
[03:05.75] Just a tainted bird -- hurting their twisted nerve
[03:13.93] We've lost our sorrow -- now it's tomorrow
[03:19.38] No need to hide your feather until a fated weather
[03:24.84] No more sorrow...
[03:33.89] Now we're painted birds -- mocking that twisted nerve
[03:40.22] It's absurd...
[03:52.04]
[00:33.55] Freak beak shrieks are thrown -- at your confusing hue
[00:40.72] The peacock screaming eyes -- show no mercy no mercy
[00:48.01] Painted bird -- it's absurd
[00:50.72] Just a tainted bird -- hurting their twisted nerve
[01:12.59] The flock will make you choke -- on this sadistic joke
[01:18.87] And the whippoorwills -- they make a din
[01:25.25] In laughing unison -- you're hitchcock carrion
[01:32.44] In laughing unison -- you're hitchcock carrion
[01:37.91] Carry on
[01:39.75] Painted bird -- it's absurd
[01:43.30] Just a tainted bird -- hurting their twisted nerve
[02:06.98] I hear your sorrow -- maybe tomorrow
[02:13.26] You'll lose your sorrow
[02:17.78] When a fated weather will cleanse away
[02:21.44] That painted feather -- and all that sorrow
[02:37.69] A coquette in fur purr for the painted bird
[02:45.92] Confound that dowdy flock -- with a sharp-honed nerve
[02:48.65] Because we're painted birds by our own design
[02:52.26] By our own design
[02:54.91] And there's no more sorrow
[03:03.05] Have you heard -- about the painted bird
[03:05.75] Just a tainted bird -- hurting their twisted nerve
[03:13.93] We've lost our sorrow -- now it's tomorrow
[03:19.38] No need to hide your feather until a fated weather
[03:24.84] No more sorrow...
[03:33.89] Now we're painted birds -- mocking that twisted nerve
[03:40.22] It's absurd...
[03:52.04]