Текст песни Burning Heads - Little Bird
Burning Heads - Little Bird слова песни
Spoiled child of the modern age filled with useless rageKeeps looking for something that`s nowhere to be found I`m being fed like a little bird who can`t seem to flyI could sit and wonder why but it`s easier not to think I always had more than I needed but still I don`t see the green grass greenThe land of honey remains out of reach I`m being fed like a little bird who can`t seem to flyI could sit and wonder why but it`s easier not to think I`m against the grain and I don`t make it I`m a peace of the puzzle that just doesn`t fitI`ll change the world when I finish my meal I don`t wanna face it if it`s real I know I don`t know what I like I don`t even know what I wantLike a little bird who can`t seem to fly like a little bird