Artista: Made Out Of Babies
  Canción: Fed

It's just a little bit quiet 
And the air is sweet and so cold 
And now it's just getting started 
Running straight to my head 
Drown in here shuffles of drying straw 
That's got my full attention 
It goes to work heading straight to my head 
When I did you wrong 
All those words not quite light as lead 

Oh it's right up front and 
Fed 

All my mistakes 
Sleep on the sun 
Three little birds 
Made straight for my head 
But the window was closed 
And shutting down tight 
But you stayed sweet to the end 
And straight through the end 
Had all those words 
Not quite light as lead 
And broke down instead 
And wild and red 
Not quite light as lead running straight to the end 

Oh it's right up front and 
Fed