The Fifth

from by Birds of Bellwoods

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My heart doesn’t need a gun,

Just a fifth of something ’til the next one comes x3

My heart doesn’t need a gun,

Just a hit of something dirty with the things we’ve done.

My sweet release,

Sucking honey from the golden seed;

The pit beneath,

Filling up with bumblebees.

Can’t get that taste,

Your poison so sickly sweet,

Out of my mouth;

I’m choking on my destiny.


My heart doesn’t need a gun,

Just a fifth of something ’til the next one comes x3

My heart doesn’t need a gun,

Just a hit of something dirty with the things we’ve done.



This will not cease,

But I’ll show you: I’m the one that bleeds.

You split my seams,

And I’m spilling out into the sea.

The more we wait,

The farther that I get from sleep;

One lie a day,

To keep the truth from killing me.



Bad dog, kick me.

Bad bitch, bit me.

Bad love, black crown,

Break up, break down. x2


I cut you out,

But I don’t wanna I don’t wanna I don’t wanna go home now.


(Oohs)

My heart never could run,
just get numb inside a fifth of something sweet,

To help me come down when the feeling is gone. x4

My heart doesn’t need a gun,

Just a fifth of something ’til the next one comes x3

My heart doesn’t need a gun,

Just a hit of something dirty with the things we’ve done.



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from The Fifth, released August 11, 2015

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Birds of Bellwoods Toronto, Ontario

With lush harmonies and haunting lyricism, Birds of Bellwoods have charmed venues throughout Canada, including performances at TURF, NXNE, CMW, Boots and Hearts, CBC Music Festival, and more.

"Combustible floor stompers and sweet love songs... Slow dancing and amorous embraces."
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