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Tremble Little Bird
With shades of black across my face
I peek with my blue eyes to let me free
Like I bird I could escape
Yet the cage is closed so tight
Although I can see the sky is clear
With all the ringing in my ears
Whispers of your love speak so quietly, yet so harsh
I want to remove your heart so that it don’t beat anymore
Wash the filth of you off my skin
I shall go fly into the wind
If my wings begin to tremble and I grow weak
I will remember the shades of black you wanted me to keep
I peek with my blue eyes to let me free
Like I bird I could escape
Yet the cage is closed so tight
Although I can see the sky is clear
With all the ringing in my ears
Whispers of your love speak so quietly, yet so harsh
I want to remove your heart so that it don’t beat anymore
Wash the filth of you off my skin
I shall go fly into the wind
If my wings begin to tremble and I grow weak
I will remember the shades of black you wanted me to keep
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