The Birdman Songtext

von Barstool Prophets

Birdman

Let me out of here
Get me out of here
I went along alright at first
But now it's all too clear
You want to keep me bottled up
Like a stolen souvenir
Let me out of here
Now it's all too clear

Eyes are everywhere
Eyes are everywhere
They're watching every move I make
They think I'm unaware
No matter where I run or hide
I'm followed by their stare
Eyes are everywhere
They think I'm unaware

My mind is getting hazy
Everybody thinks I'm crazy
I won't let them got to me
No, I won't let ‘em get to me

The walls are closing in
The walls are closing in
My mind is playing tricks on me
It's a good thing I'm paper thin
The windows are crashing toward me now
I can feel them scratch my skin
The walls are closing in
It's a good thing I'm paper thin

My mind is getting hazy
Everybody thinks I'm crazy
Won't let them get to me
I'm a Birdman (Hearing threats against my life)
I'm a Birdman (It's a damn good thing I've got a knife)
I'm a Birdman (Hanging from that same old noose)
I'm a Birdman (Won't someone cut me loose?)
I'm a Birdman