Letra de la canción 'E IS FOR ESTRANGED' de 'OWEN PALLETT'

Haven't you heard? I am a flightless bird, I am a liar
Feeding the facts to false fires
Pathos is borne, borne out of bullshit in formal attire
(But I'll score your string ensemble)

I saw my son at seventeen, the shudders made projections on his naked frame
But now at twenty-five, he simply cannot stay away from the ketamine
With make-up on his sores, he spends an hour a day composing his own eulogy
Sometimes he sends me letters, but they're mostly garbled phrases and apologies

Haven't you heard? I am a flightless bird, I am a liar
Feeding the facts to false fires
Pathos is borne, borne out of bullshit in formal attire
(Append a Bulgarian children's choir)

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