Thom Yorke - Unmade Lyrics

Lyrics Unmade - Thom Yorke




Come under my wings, little bird
Come under my wings, little bird
Come under my wings
Unmade
Unmade
I swear that there's nothing
Up my sleeve
And then back again
I swear there's nothing
Unmade
There's no faces
Won't grow back again
Broken pieces
Unmade
I swear there's nothing
Won't grow back again
I swear there's nothing
Come under my wings
Come under my wings
Come under my wings
Under my wings
We're unmade



Writer(s): THOMAS EDWARD YORKE


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