Unmade
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Unmade
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Come under my wings, little bird
Come under my wings, little bird
Come under my wings
Unmade, unmade
I swear that there's nothing up my sleeves
And then back again
I swear there's nothing
Unmade
There's no faces
Won't grow back again
Broken pieces
Unmade
I swear there's nothing
Won't grow back again
I swear there's nothing
Come under my wings
Come under my wings
Come under my wings
Under my wings
We're unmade
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Thom Yorke performs "Unmade", and this lyric page sits inside the Thom Yorke catalog on LyroVerse.
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