Wings Songtext
von DJ Suzy

Shrinking like a mushroom in the pan
Diminished the colors
Dreams went straight up in the fan
And turned off the oven
So

Little bird
Cutting off it′s
Own wings
Why do you hate your wings so much

Little bird
Cutting off it's
Own wings
Why do you hate your wings so much

Eventually the truth comes out
It happened, it had to happen, you know that
Pretty ugly all alone
Augmented every single tone


Little bird
Cutting off it′s
Own wings
Why do you hate your wings so much
Little bird
Cutting off it's
Own wings
Why do you hate your wings so much

So
Tell me, tell me...
To me all the lies you told me
Told you
Hold me
We could make some tea
We could play some cards and
Think of something else for a while
Think of something else for a while

So
Tell me, tell me... tell me
Tell me something something
Think of something else for a while...
Think of something else for a while...
Yeah