You stand before
A thousand steps
That lead towards
A thousand more
On every step
A shouting man
Delirious
With foaming mouth
Beckoning to meet with them
Become entangled in their schemes
Climbing through the levels of greed
To realise you're one of them
To kill
To kill
To kill a bird with two stones
To kill
To kill
To kill a bird
To kill a bird with two stones
To kill
To kill
To kill
To kill
To kill a bird with two stones
To kill
To kill
To kill
To kill
To kill a bird
To kill a bird with two stones
The world is a bitter place
For the ones that are in charge
Every hand could wield a dagger
Every gift could be a curse
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From Willows - To Kill a Bird With Two Stones Lyrics
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You stand before
A thousand steps
That lead towards
A thousand more
On every step
A shouting man
Delirious
With foaming mouth
Beckoning to meet with them
Become entangled in their schemes
Climbing through the levels of greed
To realise you're one of them
To kill
To kill
To kill a bird with two stones
To kill
To kill
To kill a bird
To kill a bird with two stones
To kill
To kill
To kill
To kill
To kill a bird with two stones
To kill
To kill
To kill
To kill
To kill a bird
To kill a bird with two stones
The world is a bitter place
For the ones that are in charge
Every hand could wield a dagger
Every gift could be a curse
A thousand steps
That lead towards
A thousand more
On every step
A shouting man
Delirious
With foaming mouth
Beckoning to meet with them
Become entangled in their schemes
Climbing through the levels of greed
To realise you're one of them
To kill
To kill
To kill a bird with two stones
To kill
To kill
To kill a bird
To kill a bird with two stones
To kill
To kill
To kill
To kill
To kill a bird with two stones
To kill
To kill
To kill
To kill
To kill a bird
To kill a bird with two stones
The world is a bitter place
For the ones that are in charge
Every hand could wield a dagger
Every gift could be a curse
Writer: Johannes Möllers
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid