Songtext von Trick Bird

Bet your eyes you're a broke law onions and bread born fine born late whait in the reeds peels your face and wears it for a crown walk into my mouth and tongue marsh's mine enemy my enemy my enemy my trick bird shoulder wing one leg fine gentle dead water laps upon the edge temptation open what's shut trick bird enemy my enemy my enemy my screamers luck old faced baby our cocaine years trick bird just yours and mine enemy my enemy my enemy my enemy my enemy my enemy