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I found a bird on the floor that was covered in blood
It's feathers littered the carpet, it had given up.
Sometimes I like to roll around on the ground
So desperate for your attention won't you look at me now

I broke the skin of my teeth
On the steps to the church
I put my hands in the air
You crush my knuckles to dust.

We have no redeeming features
Just a desperate streak
To get along with the strong
And be obsessed by the weak.

Whoah-oh whoah-oh

People in love make me feel yuck