Текст песни Social Birds - Jonas David

Early mornings, little mountains.
Social birds peck out my night.
You said that I would never call you and you were right.
Small smokes on Denmark's benches.
You're a thief and I'm a liar.
And I felt outpaced.
I was ready to go insane.
Felt outraced.
I got outpaced.
So needy to go insane.
Fell off space.
Clogged throats swallow mother's love.
Glory eyes wont see you fail.
She wrote a note to tell you the plans are off and
You are now free to bail and follow.
Follow boy.