I'm gonna tell you about this kid
Puts my mind to the living and I'm not sure he'd die
I'm gonna tell you about his story reaching out
I'm gonna tell you about his wasting
stress I've never seen one quite like him
I've never seen one quite like him
I've never seen one quite like him
he's
Clip his wings, see if he can fly.
Take a step back, spin his eye.
Talkin' to a *,
but she's tryin' to stay on trawl.
If you so hurt,
you would've thought he never felt at all.
Clip his wings, see if he can fly.
Take a step back, spin his eye.
Right on the street,
he's round,
he's ready to go.
His friend, just his mother, just my god.
Maybe he's scared, I don't know.
He's back for what I have been told.
The stress of your ass,
don't worry about it if he does.
This screws away.
I'll make my fuckin' point.
Where the * did he put?
Where the * did he say?
This screws away.
I'll make my fuckin' point.
Where the * did he put?