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

I Know I Don't Know What I Like I Don't Even Know What I Want
Like A Little Bird Who Can't Seem To Fly Like A Little Bird