Little Bird Lyrics - Burning Heads

Spoiled child of the modern age filled with useless rage 

Keeps looking for something that's nowhere to be found 

I'm being fed like a little bird who can't seem to fly 

I could sit and wonder why but it's easier not to think 

I always had more than I needed but still I don't see the green grass green 

The land of honey remains out of reach 

I'm being fed like a little bird who can't seem to fly 

I could sit and wonder why but it's easier not to think 

I'm against the grain and I don't make it I'm a peace of the puzzle that just doesn't fit 

I'll change the world when I finish my meal I don't wanna face it if it's real