Cigarette and sin
Let this day begin
A handful of pills
Whiskey and coffee
Staring hesitant outside
Little birds pecking the ground
Open a window, try to scream
Birds pecking my head now
I can't fight them off
Blood on the floor
More birds coming
Running and tripping
Flails my arms
I just want to die now
Fate has made me step in chicken
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