"Birdmad Girl (Studio Demo)" lyrics

"Birdmad Girl (Studio Demo)"

A stranger has come
To share my room in this house not right in the head
Bolting the night out the door
Ooh, strait in the bed

Deludes the heaven-proof house
Deludes with entering clouds
She deludes with the room
As large as the dead

She's come possessed
Who admits the delusive light through the bouncing wall
Sleeps in the narrow trough yet she walks the dust
Possessed by the madhouse boards

Worn thin by my tears
Birdmad girl

Taken by light in her arms
At long and dear I may without fail
Suffer the vision that sets fire
To the stars and the birdmad girl

Ooh ooh
Ooh

A stranger has come
To share my room in this
House not right
Strange as birds

Bolting the night
Out the door
Strait in the bed
Deludes this heaven-proof house

With entering clouds
Deludes with the nightmare room
As large as the dead
She rides the imagined oceans
Of the wards

She raves her will
On the madhouse boards
Admits the elusive light
Through the bouncing wall

Possessed by the skies
Sleeps in the narrow
The birdmad girl
The birdmad girl


Thanks to Wandzia for adding these lyrics.
Writer(s): Robert James Smith, Laurence Andrew Tolhurst
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