Chicken Wings

They say eat the heart for courage
eat the brains for knowledge
eat the fingers for their skills
eat the fists for power

Gotta bite the neck to steal their voice
gotta worry at their knees
I been eating chicken wings
to fly away from everything

Gotta itch to scratch
and I’ve been rubbing up on trees
no-one will touch me where the feathers grow
you scratch the itch you get the fleas

Gotta bite the face to get the look
gotta bite the hand that feeds
I been eating chicken wings
to fly away from everything

I’ve been waking up at dawn
screaming prophecy
I am a rare rare bird
picking feathers from my teeth

I’ve been sharpening my appetite
I’ve been sharpening my teeth
it’s dulling my sense of taste
but it doesn’t dull my needs

I’ve been chasing every shadow
and the neighbours pets
just to spice up all these chicken wings
and fly away from everything

Every thing that I chew
every thing I eat
gets sewn across the eyes
and nailed to the meat

I’m throwing up the bones
they land stinking at my feet
I’ve been eating chicken wings
and I’m becoming what I eat

I’ve been eating chicken wings
and I’m becoming what I eat

I’ve been waking up at dawn
screaming at the sun
yeah I’m a rare rare bird
I can not be the only one.

I’ve been waking up at dawn
screaming prophecy
I am a rare rare bird
picking feathers from my teeth