Birdsong

Tomahawk

I'll feed you now.

Whisper low in your ear.

The way you look at me when you're hungry.

Lay your head down.

Shoot a load in your ear.

The way you look at me when you're hunted.

On a slow drip down, from beak to mouth.

Spit it up and ground.

I need it now.

(?) your sweet sick.

So, let it feed.

Like (?) breath it in.



You know I know you want it. Say you want it. Pray you want it.

Say, Say Ah.



(?) your sweet sick.

So, let it feed.

Like (?) breath it in.



You know I know you want it. Say you want it. Pray you want it.

Say, Say Ah.