Birds Inside My Attic

Oh they left me all alone
They left me in the mire
But my body hasn't turned to fire yet
Oh my heart beats from below
It comes from depths which I aspire
I cannot find a face to import
I cannot find my thoughts without distortion

I can't believe I thought blood could dignify you
I thought I was in the havoc
Chasing birds inside my attic
And I can't believe I thought sweat could liberate you
Stuck inside a foreign climate
You'll still call me schizophrenic

Take me to a field and I will find myself as a young child
Take me to a field and I will find myself again
Take me to a field and I will find
You waiting

Cause when your eyes sting
My heart aches
And I can't love you if I can't take it

I can't believe I thought blood could dignify you
I thought I was in the havoc
Chasing birds inside my attic
And I can't believe I thought sweat could liberate you
Stuck inside a foreign climate
You'll still call me schizophrenic



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Adams Dahlke, Nicholas J Lussier, Micah Benjamin Rubin
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