The World of Birds - Cannonball (Visualiser)

I can see you’re mad at me
But honesty is therapy
I can’t be anymore than thee
But with this I could maybe see
You do it,
All night
Listen to it,
Alright
Just a small bit?
I’m fine
Nothing to it,
I’m on fire.
Father don’t be mad at me
My necks out on a guillotine
Bury me in empathy
It’s nothing I can handle,
Should you do it?
Alright,
Listen to it,
All night
Just a small bit?
I’m on fire,
Nothing to it.
I lied.
We could all wait,
On time
It’s a cool wind,
You won’t mind
It’s a phone call
I don’t like.
All my days are gone.
Hold on baby
Hold on baby
Hold on baby
Hold on,
Cannonball!
Cannonball!
Mother don’t be mad at me,
My necks out on a guillotine
A shadow only I can see
But follow it ahead of me
You do it,
All night
Listen to it,
Alright
Just a small bit?
I might,
Take a whole hit.
One bite.
I wish it get away from me
It’s honestly a fantasy
Nothing I can ever see
Until it’s there in front of me
Should you do it?
Alright,
Listen to it,
All night
Just a small bit?
I’m on fire,
Nothing to it.
I lied.
We could all wait,
On time
It’s a cool wind,
You won’t mind
It’s a phone call
I don’t like.
All my days are gone.
Hold on baby
Hold on baby
Hold on baby
Hold on,
Cannonball!
Cannonball!