Lyrics Your Bloody Wings - Sharks

Your Bloody Wings

I’m standing before a sea of blank faces
Tied up to the burning sign of the times
There is no room for you
To spread your bloody wings
And be everything
As you want to be
I’m slipping under a secret society
We all know how it looks
And we all resent what it means
The discourage to compete is real and alleviating
When will your tired heart stop hating
I shudder in your hunger for hollow praise
There’s just no room for you
To spread your bloody wings
And be everything
As you want to be
To be as you wish to seem