Birds

Been a minute yeah since i've been sinning man
This road is killing me
I'm losing feeling with my inner being
Just an echo of myself
Can't find a reason to keep on believing
That with love and time and healing
I can come back to myself
So don't put me on top of your shelf
I don't need wealth
I need to listen and silence myself
I need to make room for others as well
Out of my shell out of my hell
Guns are in our heads shooting at our thoughts autocensory we cops
Autocensory we lost
And so the cycle continues
Are you gonna keep on making the same stupid decisions
Or are you gonna face the truth
And wake the fuck up
E a dor (and the pain) e amor (and love)



Credits
Writer(s): Salome Dos Santos, Samuel Tiba
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