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Tiger
I sink, no, I sunk, I was always the outcast.
Least likely to crown a crowd of people who can stand up.
Most likely to let the chains whip, let the chains crack my skin.
Well, I thank you for thinking I won't win.
Hear the sky scratch, hear the tiger growl.
Do you hear it? Do you hear it?
Oh, chain me up with a bag of feathers.
Looking in my cage for a new kind of lever.
You pry and pry and pray to the moon for a loyal eye.
No luck, I say, as I'm parading on a kite.
Tigers don't normally play in water so how'd this one get here?
This tiger is said to not have fears.
Hear the bites, smell the fangs of the tiger.
Who is really the tiger?
Honey, it's got to be me.
I'm a criminal if I taste the veins of those who are left alone.
Call the doctor and hear the emotional toll.
I guess I'm insane if bloody elbows turn me on.
But maybe that's because I never ran for the sun.
Feel the earth turn, feel the break of a spine.
Do you feel it? I know you feel it.
Oh, chain me up with a bag of feathers.
Looking in my cage for a new kind of lever.
You pry and pry and pray to the moon for a loyal eye.
No luck, I say, as I'm parading on a kite.
Tigers don't normally play in water so how'd this one get here?
This tiger is said to not have fears.
Hear the bites, smell the fangs of the tiger.
Who is really the tiger?
Honey, it's got to be me.
Ever since I tasted air, since I painted it too,
I've changed beyond imperfection.
But not as bad as you.
I'm just a window, but you're a mirror.
At least I can see passing tress,
While you're stuck with one thing, that's you.
Oh, chain me up with a bag of feathers.
Looking in my cage for a new kind of lever.
You pry and pry and pray to the moon for a loyal eye.
No luck, I say, as I'm parading on a kite.
Tigers don't normally play in water so how'd this one get here?
This tiger is said to not have fears.
Hear the bites, smell the fangs of the tiger.
Who is really the tiger?
Honey, it's got to be me.
Least likely to crown a crowd of people who can stand up.
Most likely to let the chains whip, let the chains crack my skin.
Well, I thank you for thinking I won't win.
Hear the sky scratch, hear the tiger growl.
Do you hear it? Do you hear it?
Oh, chain me up with a bag of feathers.
Looking in my cage for a new kind of lever.
You pry and pry and pray to the moon for a loyal eye.
No luck, I say, as I'm parading on a kite.
Tigers don't normally play in water so how'd this one get here?
This tiger is said to not have fears.
Hear the bites, smell the fangs of the tiger.
Who is really the tiger?
Honey, it's got to be me.
I'm a criminal if I taste the veins of those who are left alone.
Call the doctor and hear the emotional toll.
I guess I'm insane if bloody elbows turn me on.
But maybe that's because I never ran for the sun.
Feel the earth turn, feel the break of a spine.
Do you feel it? I know you feel it.
Oh, chain me up with a bag of feathers.
Looking in my cage for a new kind of lever.
You pry and pry and pray to the moon for a loyal eye.
No luck, I say, as I'm parading on a kite.
Tigers don't normally play in water so how'd this one get here?
This tiger is said to not have fears.
Hear the bites, smell the fangs of the tiger.
Who is really the tiger?
Honey, it's got to be me.
Ever since I tasted air, since I painted it too,
I've changed beyond imperfection.
But not as bad as you.
I'm just a window, but you're a mirror.
At least I can see passing tress,
While you're stuck with one thing, that's you.
Oh, chain me up with a bag of feathers.
Looking in my cage for a new kind of lever.
You pry and pry and pray to the moon for a loyal eye.
No luck, I say, as I'm parading on a kite.
Tigers don't normally play in water so how'd this one get here?
This tiger is said to not have fears.
Hear the bites, smell the fangs of the tiger.
Who is really the tiger?
Honey, it's got to be me.
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