Human Eyeballs On Toast

Feathers and a cage too small
Chemicals that make us tall
Too fast, too fast

All my friends look the same
All of us feel the same pain
Always pain

Artificial sunlight here
Perfectly calibrated year
And it feels wrong

So every time I see a man
I dream about his face in a frying pan
Human eyeballs on toast

But when they seared off my beak
I realized just how weak
We are, we are

And if I had a bigger brain
I'd surely find a way to take my own life
I'd end it all right here
Before my meat is how they want it
Mmhmm

But that might be the only part of my body
That you haven't tried to change
My altered life is the worst miracle
My peanut can't imagine