Tiny sparrow in the snow
Broken wing and broken toe
Took him in
Fed him bread
Then I crushed his little head
Helpless pigeon in the mud
Filthy feathers caked in blood
Save her from a life of hurt
Neath my boot
She turns to dirt
Baby robin in the gra**
Baby worms crawl out her a**
In my hand
Feels so soft
When I pull her feathers off
Everything dies for a reason
Everything dies for a reason
Everything meets an unfortunate end
And it should come as no surprise
How easily we die
All in all it's best to pretend