Besedila: Our Lady Peace. A Decade. The Birdman.

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hopelessly a man starts to feed your day
once he was there you never looked back
how did you think that his words might just fade away
he seemed harmless enough so you let him in and now you'll pay

i can't see him but he's stalking my thoughts
how does it feel when you can't concentrate?
i just stare
all of your daydreams are a seesaw for him to play on

how does it feel when he calls your name
you can plug your ears but it's not the same
how does it feel when he pulls you back

nobody's wrong nobody's right the birdman wouldn't lie
nobody's wrong nobody's right but i just can't trust him tonight

how do you forget a stranger that plagues your days
we arm ourselves when there's nothing to fear right?
wrong

how does it feel when it comes to pass there's something there
but it's not quite right
how does it feel, does it make you mad?