Baby bird survival syndrome
When you’re feeling like a baby bird,
Going looking for your shell,
But you know you can’t go back,
Even though you think life’s hell,
And you know ‘cos now you’re out,
You must stand on your own two feet,
Come on now throw your head back,
And loudly shout tweet tweet!
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