Dead Bird Lyrics

As if I needed you to tell me

How to act around

All these pick me dipshits

With no regard for my anxiety

And what do you know about me

And what it's like to

Hope that a home will

Last for the winter

Or just one goddamn

Birthday party

In my bedroom

Cupcake candle

Bootleg movie

Poorly made replica

Clearance rack disciple

A lifetime of struggle

That's nowhere near over

And over and over

How could you ever know me

Well hey

That's an awful lot of assuming

What people go through

But you can't know a house by its

Shape or its front door

Or even its insides

When all of these things are alive

Maybe I've been making mountains

While you're freezing at its summit

Yes I know your feelings matter

But I still can't pay my rent

Colors feel so blurred and bleeding

Out from every pore of my body

Pastel hues of true remorse

I don't know how we'll ever recover