Lyrics Fed - Made Out Of Babies

Fed

It’s just a little bit quiet
And the air is sweet and so cold and now it’s just getting started running
straight to my head
Drown in here shuffles of dry ing straw that’s got my full attention it goes to
work heading straight to my head when
I did you wrong and all those words not quite light as lead
It’s right up front and fed
All my mistakes sleep on the sun three little birds made straight for my head
But the window was closed and shutting down tight
But you stayed sweet to the end and straight through the end
Had all those words not quite light as lead and broke down
Instead and wild and red not quite light as lead running straight to the end
It’s right up front and fed