Can you help me finish a song bot? Here's what I have so far. The song is called Bird Watcher and it's about somebody being obsessed with what they can get from me

Question

(Pre-Chorus)
I'm one of the California Condors yeah I'm one of the populars.
I'm the bird that you find when you glare through your binoculars.
Cramped under the seat, you told me that you saw skin walkers.
Monmomers, monsters, photographer watching all of my ads.
I hope that you and your birdwatchers go sink in the abyss.

(Chorus)
Hey bird watcher, stuck in my shadow?
Counting my moves like you’re my own mender.
Obsessed with my shine, but you’re so out of line.
Trying to climb, but you’ll always be in decline.
Chasing a crumb, but all you'll ever be is dumb.
But you’re just lost, a wannabe lender.
So flap away, focus on your own flock.
While I spread my wings, you’re just a time wasting clock.

(Verse 1)
He's no trier, I'm no lier.
He only cared that I was a follower, he wasn't a borrower.
He followed her, then swallowed her.
Once he was lower, he got slower, he became a flower.
I'm no doubter, he really did become a goner and so what I say to him is.
Flop over, trot over, you can slob all over, suck until you see a frickin' dollar.

(Verse 2)
He was really lost for me, after I told him that their wasn't a we.
I told him that he never cared for me and that he only benefitted from thy.
I told him I'm no she, you can suck this for free.
Locked him behind a door without a key.
Oh so now he's lost at sea.
He never got to see and so i told him that i hope that he chokes until he sees three.
Who ever said that I was your referee?

(Pre-Chorus)
I'm one of the California Condors yeah I'm one of the populars.
I'm the bird that you find when you glare through your binoculars.
Cramped under the seat, you told me that you saw skin walkers.
Monmomers, monsters, photographer watching all of my ads.
I hope that you and your birdwatchers go sink in the abyss.

(Chorus)
Hey bird watcher, stuck in my shadow?
Counting my moves like you’re my own mender.
Obsessed with my shine, but you’re so out of line.
Trying to climb, but you’ll always be in decline.
Chasing a crumb, but all you'll ever be is dumb.
But you’re just lost, a wannabe lender.
So flap away, focus on your own flock.
While I spread my wings, you’re just a time wasting clock.

Answer 1

Sure! Here’s a continuation to your song "Bird Watcher":

(Bridge)
You took a shot, but your aim was way off,
Thought you could perch on my branch, but you’re soft.
Flew too close, now you’re singed by the flame,
In a game where you thought you had claim to my name.
Your feathered friends all chatter, but they don't understand,
You’re just a shadow, not part of the land.
So take your notes, fly back to your nest,
I’m spreading my wings, it's time for the rest.

(Verse 3)
You scavenge through my past like it’s your treasure map,
But I’m soaring high, you’re lost in the trap.
With every glance, you think you’re a player,
But I’m a wild bird, you’re just a spectator.
Caught in your web, but I’m breaking free,
While you’re counting stars, I’ll be chasing the sea.
I’m the horizon, the vast, endless blue,
You’re still grounded, watching my every move.

(Chorus)
Hey bird watcher, stuck in my shadow?
Counting my moves like you’re my own mender.
Obsessed with my shine, but you’re so out of line.
Trying to climb, but you’ll always be in decline.
Chasing a crumb, but all you'll ever be is dumb.
But you’re just lost, a wannabe lender.
So flap away, focus on your own flock.
While I spread my wings, you’re just a time-wasting clock.

(Outro)
So take your binoculars, I’m out of your sight,
Just a bird on a breeze, living my life.
While you’re stuck in the trees, I’ll dance with the sun,
You can keep watching, but I’ve already won.
Hey bird watcher, don't you see?
While you’re counting my feathers, you’re missing the key.
I’m the one in flight, soaring high and free,
While you’re left below, just a shadow of me.

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