作词 : Olivia Osby/Avsha Weinberg

I saw a flock of black birds

I saw a flock of black birds look down at me

Evil beady eyes and sharp beaks

I don't trust those stupid little beasts

They look like they want something deep inside

That I can't reach

Crumple my fingers into fists

And keep them in my pockets

So I don't lose my thumbs

I'll keep my head down and my hood up

So I don't lose my nose

Keep my shoulders steady and my chin up turned

So I look like I belong

I'll eat the food you give me but I won't like it

I'll talk to you about things and you'll put a gun

Near my face but

I won't mind it

Say what you want about me

See what you want to see

You can cry and you can scream

But I've been through this too many times

To care about how you feel

I can fend for myself while you listen to the crows

Watch them peck out your eyes and

Take your soul and claim you as their own

As their own

As their own

Watch them peck out your eyes and

Take your soul and claim you as their own

Business men with their

Tall coats and pockets

Can be your friends

Just tell them what they want to hear

And they'll sell you a story in exchange for some

Years of time

Pick what you want to be

It can be anything if you close your eyes

It's fun to imagine

Another body, another life

Say what you want about me

See what you want to see

You can cry and you can scream but I've

Been through this too many times

To care about how you feel

I can fend for myself while you listen to the crows

Watch them peck out your eyes and

Take your soul

Watch them peck out your eyes and take your soul

Claim you as their own

As their own

As their own

Watch them peck out your eyes and take your soul

And claim you as their own

As their own

As their own

As their own