Flock

Seems like you've gotten bored of the nest
You've been fighting like a finch since you've been back
Must be the ground gravitating
But at least you've got your bases covered

Why ya gotta go and be that
Fly on your own
Why ya gotta go and be that
Fly on your own

Seems like you've gotten bored of the nest
And now we're fighting over dried holy water
Must be the wind at it again
But if I can't see the bottom, nobody can
Why'd I wanna play in muddy water
And find myself dirty again
Why'd I wanna play in muddy water
And find myself dirty again
Why'd I wanna play in muddy water
And find myself

Seems like you've gotten bored of the nest
And now we're fighting over dried holy water
Must be the wind at it again
Cuz if I can't see the bottom, nobody can

Why'd I wanna play in muddy water
And find myself dirty again
Why'd I wanna play in muddy water
And find myself dirty again
Why'd I wanna play in muddy water
And find myself dirty again

Why'd I wanna play in muddy water
And find myself dirty again
Why'd I wanna play in muddy water
And find myself dirty again
Why'd I wanna play in muddy water
And find myself dirty again
Why'd I wanna play in muddy water
And find myself dirty again



Credits
Writer(s): Erin Dyer, Aron Sanchez
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