Murder Of Birds Lyrics
| Song | Murder Of Birds |
| Artist | Jesca Hoop |
| Album | Hunting My Dress |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I'm not a bird | |
| I'm a murder of birds | |
| Shifting my shape | |
| When your tongue finds the words | |
| Like I hate you when | |
| ILove you the most | |
| Love you the most | |
| Love you the most | |
| This shape of a snake | |
| In a defensive coil | |
| Same retracted lips | |
| Of the one foolish girl | |
| Says she hates you when she | |
| Loves you the most | |
| Loves you the most | |
| Loves youAnd | |
| I’ve got demons when | |
| I need 'em | |
| Don't ask to see them they're not supposed to be used against | |
| You ohCan we build a safe house | |
| Far from the bitter bride | |
| And we'll make a home with a brown recluse | |
| And the cobra locked outside | |
| For the spider we'll give a web | |
| To the cobra a lullaby | |
| And keeping the demons happy | |
| You make free for me to fly | |
| And the shape of home baked bread | |
| And the girl in a turned down bed | |
| And a wick of twisted thread | |
| From the loving words you said | |
| BirdsAnd I think | |
| I’m aloneIn desire for grace | |
| Fire only shimmered | |
| And I’m no longer safe | |
| I say I hate you and | |
| ILove you the most | |
| Love you the most | |
| Love you the most | |
| This shape of my breast | |
| And a shape of my kiss | |
| Demented coil | |
| With a slither and hiss | |
| Said I hate you and | |
| ILove you the most | |
| Love you the most | |
| Love youAnd | |
| I’ve got demons when | |
| I need 'em | |
| Don't ask to see them they're not supposed to be used against | |
| You ohCan we build a safe house | |
| Far from the bitter bride | |
| And we'll make a home with a brown recluse | |
| And the cobra locked outside | |
| To the spider we'll give a web | |
| To the cobra a lullaby | |
| And keeping the demons happy | |
| You make free for me to fly | |
| And the shape of home baked bread | |
| And the girl in a turned down bed | |
| And a wick of twisted thread | |
| From the loving words you said | |
| The shape of home baked bread | |
| And the girl in a turned down bed | |
| And a wick of twisted thread | |
| From the loving words you said' | |
| Cause I’m not a bird | |
| I'm a murder of birds |
| I' m not a bird | |
| I' m a murder of birds | |
| Shifting my shape | |
| When your tongue finds the words | |
| Like I hate you when | |
| ILove you the most | |
| Love you the most | |
| Love you the most | |
| This shape of a snake | |
| In a defensive coil | |
| Same retracted lips | |
| Of the one foolish girl | |
| Says she hates you when she | |
| Loves you the most | |
| Loves you the most | |
| Loves youAnd | |
| I' ve got demons when | |
| I need ' em | |
| Don' t ask to see them they' re not supposed to be used against | |
| You ohCan we build a safe house | |
| Far from the bitter bride | |
| And we' ll make a home with a brown recluse | |
| And the cobra locked outside | |
| For the spider we' ll give a web | |
| To the cobra a lullaby | |
| And keeping the demons happy | |
| You make free for me to fly | |
| And the shape of home baked bread | |
| And the girl in a turned down bed | |
| And a wick of twisted thread | |
| From the loving words you said | |
| BirdsAnd I think | |
| I' m aloneIn desire for grace | |
| Fire only shimmered | |
| And I' m no longer safe | |
| I say I hate you and | |
| ILove you the most | |
| Love you the most | |
| Love you the most | |
| This shape of my breast | |
| And a shape of my kiss | |
| Demented coil | |
| With a slither and hiss | |
| Said I hate you and | |
| ILove you the most | |
| Love you the most | |
| Love youAnd | |
| I' ve got demons when | |
| I need ' em | |
| Don' t ask to see them they' re not supposed to be used against | |
| You ohCan we build a safe house | |
| Far from the bitter bride | |
| And we' ll make a home with a brown recluse | |
| And the cobra locked outside | |
| To the spider we' ll give a web | |
| To the cobra a lullaby | |
| And keeping the demons happy | |
| You make free for me to fly | |
| And the shape of home baked bread | |
| And the girl in a turned down bed | |
| And a wick of twisted thread | |
| From the loving words you said | |
| The shape of home baked bread | |
| And the girl in a turned down bed | |
| And a wick of twisted thread | |
| From the loving words you said' | |
| Cause I' m not a bird | |
| I' m a murder of birds |
| I' m not a bird | |
| I' m a murder of birds | |
| Shifting my shape | |
| When your tongue finds the words | |
| Like I hate you when | |
| ILove you the most | |
| Love you the most | |
| Love you the most | |
| This shape of a snake | |
| In a defensive coil | |
| Same retracted lips | |
| Of the one foolish girl | |
| Says she hates you when she | |
| Loves you the most | |
| Loves you the most | |
| Loves youAnd | |
| I' ve got demons when | |
| I need ' em | |
| Don' t ask to see them they' re not supposed to be used against | |
| You ohCan we build a safe house | |
| Far from the bitter bride | |
| And we' ll make a home with a brown recluse | |
| And the cobra locked outside | |
| For the spider we' ll give a web | |
| To the cobra a lullaby | |
| And keeping the demons happy | |
| You make free for me to fly | |
| And the shape of home baked bread | |
| And the girl in a turned down bed | |
| And a wick of twisted thread | |
| From the loving words you said | |
| BirdsAnd I think | |
| I' m aloneIn desire for grace | |
| Fire only shimmered | |
| And I' m no longer safe | |
| I say I hate you and | |
| ILove you the most | |
| Love you the most | |
| Love you the most | |
| This shape of my breast | |
| And a shape of my kiss | |
| Demented coil | |
| With a slither and hiss | |
| Said I hate you and | |
| ILove you the most | |
| Love you the most | |
| Love youAnd | |
| I' ve got demons when | |
| I need ' em | |
| Don' t ask to see them they' re not supposed to be used against | |
| You ohCan we build a safe house | |
| Far from the bitter bride | |
| And we' ll make a home with a brown recluse | |
| And the cobra locked outside | |
| To the spider we' ll give a web | |
| To the cobra a lullaby | |
| And keeping the demons happy | |
| You make free for me to fly | |
| And the shape of home baked bread | |
| And the girl in a turned down bed | |
| And a wick of twisted thread | |
| From the loving words you said | |
| The shape of home baked bread | |
| And the girl in a turned down bed | |
| And a wick of twisted thread | |
| From the loving words you said' | |
| Cause I' m not a bird | |
| I' m a murder of birds |
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