Текст песни Pecking Order

Clip my wings before I fly
Clip my wings so I can die
Pressed against the dirt
You can't feel my hurt
Watch your shadow paint the sky
As I follow in my mind
Forever falling short
Too many thoughts to sort

(Chorus)
Flat on my face
I can't keep pace
But someday I'll be on top
High above you all
In spite of my history, this is me
I've got no farther left to fall
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Shoot me down I'm in my prime
Shoot me down you've done no crime
It's all a pecking order
That we all must shoulder
Watch your shadow fill a space
In spite of all that falls from grace
The circle's spinning
the new's beginning

(Chorus)
Flat on my face
I still need my space
But someday, I'll be on top
High above you all
In spite of my history, this is me
I've got no farther left to fall