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 Panic! at the Disco
Night Birds
[Intro]
Are you ready for this?
[Verse 1]
I pull my eyes like slot machines
I do but I never fall asleep
These sheep I count don't show up anymore, oh
And a stray cat cries, and wakes the stars
The constellations fray the dark
I toss and turn my demons 'til they're awed, oh
[Refrain]
'Cause I'm restless for the future
And I'm battered by the past
I'm paralyzed, nocturnal, never crash
[Chorus]
'Cause I'm lying in my room
Wishing night birds would come through
And my wings are in my chest
Packs of lonely cigarettes
Keep waiting for a match to light my soul
I'm lying in my bed 'til blood runs cold
But these night birds move too slow
[Verse 2]
The clock is wrong, I still believe
Someday they'll find my batteries
I think I lost them somewhere deep in hell, yeah
Some say Neil Armstrong jumped the moon
'Cause it never shines a perfect hue
I wonder if it's fading like myself, yeah
[Refrain]
'Cause I'm hopeful for a new day
But I'm shattered like a glass
I'm paralyzed, nocturnal, never crash
[Chorus]
'Cause I'm lying in my room
Wishing night birds would come through
And my wings are in my chest
Packs of lonely cigarettes
Keep waiting for a match to light my soul
I'm lying in my bed 'til blood runs cold
But these night birds move too slow
[Instrumental Bridge]
[Chorus]
'Cause I'm lying in my room
Wishing night birds would come through
And my wings are in my chest
Packs of lonely cigarettes
Keep waiting for a match to light my soul
I'm lying in my bed 'til blood runs cold
But these night birds move too slow