A Lot Like Birds - "Sesame Street is No Place for Me" video free download

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Lyrics:

Il était une fois

When learning how to crawl became a substitute for walking

Biting my tongue a fair exchange for talking to myself

Knocking pictures off the shelf and swallowing the frames

Spilling wine to comment on the stain

I need a mind erase option, less air to the brain

If God was alive he would've amended us but then again no one has it as bad as I have or ever will to the extent that if I have to finish this, I might have to leave everything else undone

And it's all numb anyway.

I can see our life before my eyes and it looks real

Sunrise; an easy thing to steal

I'll drive! I'm best behind the wheel

Besides, I get confused and I'll need you to navigate the complicated courts and lanes that crowd this place

I swear to God the street signs change when my eyes close

They're not the same.

They're not the same

I get lost easily

I get lost easily

Help guide me home please

Help guide me home please

I always take the fall! Why are you always getting sick? The complications won't solve itself!

I always take the fall! Why are you always getting sick? The complication won't solve itself!

We used to sing our song and what it meant to us and it's gone and every emotion, that all went along with it. It's gone. I shared it all with you. You said you'd love me too. So love me too.

Are you crawling away or is it time to go through? Were we always this way or was I too fucked up to know?

I sang your favorite song. You told me it was too long. I asked you what was wrong. The list goes on and on...

LYRICS:

You commie-loving, death-counting tally-keeping delinquent.

I love the way you suck me in.

It's my favorite form of sin.

And all this nonsense banter it's like I'm talking to an infant.

I made the best mistake I could make.

I've thought of worse before but this takes the cake.

So you're getting over me by getting under other people?

Adding insult to injury: what do they equal?

Did you pray to Go to fall out of love with me?

Cause I do the same but in a different way.

I ruined every holiday and hated every game you play.

Your wish came true, now you're true blue.

You're such a debutante, dilettante, miles of skin to flaunt.

You will get what you want.

And now you hang around with the coolest cats I've met.

You sold away what's left within and left me with the mess that I've been in.

A wishing well, a witch's spell: oh, the things that you will need if your convoluted delusions of grandeur ever will succeed.

What'd you do; fall on another accident?

I'd rather hang from a fucking ceiling fan.

I can tell you think you're happy but the audience is never clapping.

Years ago, they might've loved you.

You should have never let them touch you.

Now they've cut you down into a film to snuff you.

There's no mask that you can wear if you've got no face to wear it on.

Let's play bow and arrow with each other using tongues!

Release our syllables and calculate who's won.

We all dream we'll have it all one day.

So count your beauty marks weighed next to your scars.

No matter the victor, we're happy every wound is ours.