Painted Bird
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โฑ๏ธ 4:17 duration
๐ ID: 9199236
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
[00:24.23] On lead-poisoned wings -- you try to sing
[00:34.00] Freak beak shrieks are thrown -- at your confusing hue
[00:40.56] The peacock screaming eyes -- show no mercy no mercy
[00:47.59] Painted bird -- it's absurd
[00:50.57] Just a tainted bird -- hurting their twisted nerve
[01:10.69] The flock will make you choke -- on this sadistic joke
[01:17.64] And the whippoorwills -- they make a din
[01:23.70] In laughing unison -- you're hitchcock carrion
[01:30.81] In laughing unison -- you're hitchcock carrion
[01:35.99] Carry on
[01:37.51] Painted bird -- it's absurd
[01:40.72] Just a tainted bird -- hurting their twisted nerve
[02:03.60] I hear your sorrow -- maybe tomorrow
[02:10.33] You'll lose your sorrow
[02:14.95] When a fated weather will cleanse away
[02:18.11] That painted feather -- and all that sorrow
[02:38.92] A coquette in fur purr for the painted bird
[02:42.52] Confound that dowdy flock -- with a sharp-honed nerve
[02:45.85] Because we're painted birds by our own design
[02:48.62] By our own design
[02:51.76] And there's no more sorrow
[03:00.70] Have you heard -- about the painted bird
[03:02.49] Just a tainted bird -- hurting their twisted nerve
[03:08.95] We've lost our sorrow -- now it's tomorrow
[03:15.78] No need to hide your feather until a fated weather
[03:19.29] No more sorrow...
[03:29.05] Now we're painted birds -- mocking that twisted nerve
[03:35.54] It's absurd...
[03:44.74]
[00:34.00] Freak beak shrieks are thrown -- at your confusing hue
[00:40.56] The peacock screaming eyes -- show no mercy no mercy
[00:47.59] Painted bird -- it's absurd
[00:50.57] Just a tainted bird -- hurting their twisted nerve
[01:10.69] The flock will make you choke -- on this sadistic joke
[01:17.64] And the whippoorwills -- they make a din
[01:23.70] In laughing unison -- you're hitchcock carrion
[01:30.81] In laughing unison -- you're hitchcock carrion
[01:35.99] Carry on
[01:37.51] Painted bird -- it's absurd
[01:40.72] Just a tainted bird -- hurting their twisted nerve
[02:03.60] I hear your sorrow -- maybe tomorrow
[02:10.33] You'll lose your sorrow
[02:14.95] When a fated weather will cleanse away
[02:18.11] That painted feather -- and all that sorrow
[02:38.92] A coquette in fur purr for the painted bird
[02:42.52] Confound that dowdy flock -- with a sharp-honed nerve
[02:45.85] Because we're painted birds by our own design
[02:48.62] By our own design
[02:51.76] And there's no more sorrow
[03:00.70] Have you heard -- about the painted bird
[03:02.49] Just a tainted bird -- hurting their twisted nerve
[03:08.95] We've lost our sorrow -- now it's tomorrow
[03:15.78] No need to hide your feather until a fated weather
[03:19.29] No more sorrow...
[03:29.05] Now we're painted birds -- mocking that twisted nerve
[03:35.54] It's absurd...
[03:44.74]