Oh oh
On the hills of Seashore Valley
All the turtles smile big
The rivers shine like golden eggs
But laid by normal hens
The eagle flies down to your bed
Laying fish beside your head
Demanding explanations or you’ll wish you were dead
And in the palms of people yearning
Smiles big like you’d expect
Saying that they love themselves
But they’re not even friends
My spirit’s fake my soul’s not real
I don’t need them to feel
So with the eagle’s talons
I tear myself to shreds

One million new birds
Painting rainbows in between
Throwing rocks at stars
And singing like they’re Queen

It’s times like this I fear I’m not
But other times I am
I’m screaming deep from in my heart
I don’t wish I was dead

It’s times like this I fear I’m not
But honestly I am
I’ll disregard what’s in my head
I don’t wish I was dead

Hidden deep inside yourself are treasures to your friends
The people all beside your side
Who love that you’re not dead
The eagles say don’t spend so long just thinking about yourself
So get out there and strut your stuff
And mind your mental health

Eight million new birds
Painting rainbows in between
Throwing rocks at stars
And singing like they’re Queen

It’s times like this I fear I’m not
But honestly I am
I’m screaming deep from in my heart
I don’t wish I was dead

It’s times like this I fear I’m not
But other times I am
I’ll disregard what’s in my head
I don’t wish I was dead

Eight billion new birds
Painting rainbows in between
Throwing rocks at stars
And singing and singing

Probably won’t find it this time

Eight billion new birds
Painting rainbows in between
Throwing rocks t stars
And singing and singing

My head says I don’t value love
But my heartache says I do
And I wish that I believed in things bigger than me and you

Eight billion new birds
Painting rainbows in between
Throwing rocks at stars
And singing and singing

It’s times like this I fear I’m not
But honestly I am
I’m screaming deep from in my soul
I don’t wish I was dead

It’s times like this I fear I’m not
But honestly I am
I’ll disregard what’s in my head
I don’t wish I was dead

Eight billion new birds
Painting rainbows in between