Birdsong - Tomahawk

I’ll feed you now

Whisper low in your ear

The way you look at me when you’re hungry

Lay your head down

Shoot a load in your ear

The way you look at me when you’re hunted

On a slow drip down

From beak to mouth

Spit it up and ground

I need it now

Cut your sweet sick

So let it feed

Like you’re breathing it in You know I know you want it Say you want it Pray you want it Sanctuary

Cut your sweet sick

So let it feed

Like you’re breathing it in You know I know you want it Say you want it Pray you want it Sanctuary