Birds in Row - Walter Freeman - Lyrics, Similar artists

Kishore Kumar Hits — Birds in Row - Walter Freeman lyrics

Artist: Birds in Row

album: You, Me & The Violence

Doctor please, I need a new hope
The more I run, the more the track becomes a living hell paved with regrets
I've been looking for some help
The smiles in the streets they scare
The hands on my back they fucking weight
The picks in my head they help, I believe
Shake, shake, shake, shake
The wine, the whiskey, they became discrete pills
The ice pick, a remedy
I'll never find a way to wake up
And here comes the mourning
I give up the steel is already in
Understand, you're the last chance I take to die
And I don't wanna die
Who cares about real questions giving you the doubt you need?
I'm tired of thinking of what I could get to drop out
I'm alone now, in the same ol' trap
Longing for a sand box smile to come back
I feel left behind
On and on the same glass, and the bottle is down

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