笨小笨DEAD BIRD BLUES歌词由GROVE&James Storm演唱，出自专辑《P*W*R》，下面是《DEAD BIRD BLUES》完整版歌词！
DEAD BIRD BLUES歌词完整版
Introverted from young, I had a stutter growing up
Meant that I chose my words wisely
Put my hand on my heart, and I breathe deep a few times a day
The world’s overwhelming. I begin again as nothing.
Level the score, time to look into our core
What’s our purpose?What’re we doing all this for?
We know there’s more hidden under greedy claws
Draw on the pain that we have stored, and
Sing it for the dead bird blues
I know that you feel them too
Climate catastrophe, as the birds fall straight from the sky now,
Sing it for the dead bird blues
Falling out of the sky
Falling out of the sky
Falling out of the sky
Now, sing it for the dead bird blues
I know that you feel them too
I’m at capacity, while the birds fall straight from the sky now,
Sing it for the dead bird blues
Falling out of the sky
Falling out of the sky
Falling out of the sky
Falling out of the sky
Falling out of the sky
So what we’re a dying breed,
cast my hand to the fire, bleed
Third degree but I won’t stop at three,
tree trunks carved out but I take no heed
So long, been shitting on this earth for too long,
Still got a lot of soothsayers to prove wrong,
Each day it gets harder,
When will we accept our demise?Trudge on.
Back to your battlestations, stand tall,
Take a bludgeon to all the haters
Maybe they need a hand to meet their maker,
Times are troubled but most of them are faker,
Quaking, debating, the pointless point to their wounds,
But never notice the ointment you give ‘em
Hard to see the point of living,
or give a flying ****cus the dead bird’s winning
