Look What Happened by Accident! (feat. Mercet)

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Fragile Bird

"Fragile Bird" is the first single from City and Colour's third studio album, Little Hell. The song spent 1 week on the Canadian Hot 100 at No. 48 and was No. 1 on the Canadian alternative rock chart for 9 weeks. more »

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I want you to tear your bones out!
But then you'll wonder, "what am I gonna do without my bones?"
I get that - it's a natural response. For sure.
But trust me, you'll grow more bones
Better bones! STRONGER BONES!

And they'll think,
Look what happened by accident!
All those pesky bones that were holding you back are no longer an issue
You'll transcend the physical boundaries that once contained you
You will metamorphosize into an amoebus godlike creature
To be praised and revered, not feared

I can't promise that everyone will accept you
Acceptance is not necessarily the easiest thing to achieve these days
But you will be one-of-one - a true individual
You charge forward with head held high, trumpeting defiance
For the sake of a life well-lived - and death unforeseen

And I will shout, "Let us die! Just let us die already! Let us die!"
In  dying we will find that out cause of death is the pursuit of perfection

Upon dying, we will be remembered as people who simply tried our best
Not as the failures and fakes we obsessed over until our eyes bled
Staring at image after image of body and face and physique that we sought to acquire

It's ill-gotten but well-conceived - we're conditioned to this sort of shame
A shame so pure and uncut that we become easily addicted
To harming ourselves and starving ourselves
In hopes that we can look the way we think we're supposed to look
But like, in reality, that is how we are - we are who we are
We are supposed to look how we look
Our bones are not meant be refashioned nor our skin tailored to satisfy a disorder

A disorder I wish I could say hasn't taken over my life
But damn, I'm still afraid of the mirror

Pinching and pulling, stretching and concealing - it's all a game
Larger shirts, layers, lack of motivation - depression
It's all a game and I'm missing every bucket, missing every pitch
I'm guilty of everything and this life is a bitch

I keep telling myself it won't be like this forever
It won't be like this forever, it won't be like this forever
I won't be like this forever

But who am I kidding?
This is who I am - I am who I am
I am what I'm supposed to be and still, I hate it
I hate myself sometimes but then, at times, I love myself
This grand contradiction in life reveals such an emptiness inside

But I try to remind myself that my imperfections are what make me me
I cannot be free to love others until I've learned to love myself

So I celebrate myself, and sing myself
I accept my body for what it can achieve
Not for how I feel it should look
In spite of self-grief, I persist and love who I have become and continue to evolve into

There has been no accident here, we are no accident
There has been no accident here, we are no accident

We are not fakes
We are not our failures
We are love. We are love

And we'll be fine
I promise

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