I went to hunt
Bloody these claws
The training I could be
A bird of pray
I hide the tail
Set shade no more
I cut the thrills for
A taste of war
I cut the thrills for
A taste of war
And I'll emerge
A different bird
I'll become
Something strong
What once was legs
It'll be palms
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Yes this is where
I truly belong
Spray over my gold and my turcoise sheet
Or you can cover me, cover me
In army grave
Just arm this bird to the peak
It's gotta be a last ammends
For me
And I'll emerge
A different bird
I'll become
Something strong
Conceil the girl
Under all my plain
Yes this is who
I want to become
No worries
What I have become
No worries
What I have become
No worries
What I have become
No worries
What I have become
No worries
What I have become
No worries
What I have become
I'm gonna be an eagle
Not a flamingo , flamingo
I'm gonna be an eagle
Not a flamingo , flamingo
I'm gonna be an eagle
Not a flamingo , flamingo
I'm gonna be an eagle
Not a flamingo , flamingo