[Verse 1]
I learned long ago
'Bout a better way of killing birds
And what it means when they die in my hands
Like a strangled heart
It never made much sense to me
Why I'd need to know the best way to do that
[Bridge]
But you have to love the murderer I've become
[Chorus]
As I'm standing here in front of you
Standing right in front of you
Standing here in front of you
Killing birds
[Verse 2]
I've spent my youth
Breaking down the walls my father built
Just like he did to his father before him
But then I had no home
So I tried to make a better one
It looked just like his, so I burned it down again
[Bridge]
Another in a long parade of idiots
I learned long ago
'Bout a better way of killing birds
And what it means when they die in my hands
Like a strangled heart
It never made much sense to me
Why I'd need to know the best way to do that
[Bridge]
But you have to love the murderer I've become
[Chorus]
As I'm standing here in front of you
Standing right in front of you
Standing here in front of you
Killing birds
[Verse 2]
I've spent my youth
Breaking down the walls my father built
Just like he did to his father before him
But then I had no home
So I tried to make a better one
It looked just like his, so I burned it down again
[Bridge]
Another in a long parade of idiots
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