Burning Heads - Little Bird lyrics

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 gra** 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