Dead Bird lyrics by Alcoholic Faith Mission. She talks to god Praying him to help me, to help me out I don't feel sick Though i should be, though i should be...
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She talks to god
Praying him to help me, to help me out
I don't feel sick
Though i should be, though i should be now
The kids outside
Turned the courtyard to a theme park, to a theme park now
Descend sin now
Is filling up their young hearts, their young hearts now
The dead birds
Are falling from the sky
(falling from the sky)
The dead birds
Are falling from the sky
(falling from the sky)
Get the clothes up now, get the clothes up now
We'll make smiley faces on the tambourine
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