Chris Cornell Killing Birds Lyrics

Killing Birds Lyrics

I learned a long ago 'bout a better way of killing birds

And what it means when they die in my hands

Like a strangled heart it never made much sense to me

Why I'd need to know the best way to do that



But you have to love the murderer I've become

As I'm standing here in front of you

Standing right in front of you

Standing here in front of you killing birds



I've spent my youth breaking down the walls my father built

Just like he did to his father before him

But then I had no home, so I tried to make a better one

It looked just like his, so I burned it down again

No, there ain't a long parade of idiots



As I'm standing here in front of you

Standing right in front of you

Standing here in front of you killing birds



You don't have to love the murderer I've become



If I could spin a web, I would sit and wait for you

I wouldn't need a stone, I'd just poison you and tie you up

And you would be a bird, a beautiful crescent one

And your eyes would beg but I'm just doing my job



Standing here in front of you

Standing right in front of you

Standing here in front of you

Standing right in front of you



Standing here in front of you

Standing right in front of you

Standing here in front of you killing birds