To Be a Bird Ariza

Hmm

[Verse 1]
I'm so sick of trying to trick me into thinking
That I'm not jaded at all
I'm tired of reversing and hurting and nursing
A purpose that does me so wrong

[Chorus]
Oh, to be a bird with hollow bones
Untethered from intention
Oh, to be a bird so out of reach
Unbothered and unburdened

[Verse 2]
Does anyone ever pray for roadkill
No matter the world is so small
Let someone else have it
I don't mind the bleachers
I don't mind the asphalt at all

[Chorus]
Oh, to be a bird with hollow bones
Untethered from a purpose
Oh, to bе a bird so out of reach
Unbothered and unburdеned