Into the Trees - CLBRKS, Vagrant Real Estate, KISH! & Ramson Badbonez

It shouldn't be a surprise To know I was here all along We both saw the signs Right before us Handled my way through it well We did all that we were told Here's where it gets so confusing They are all leaving It's about Knowin' when to say you're wrong To get it right all the time Means it's over This wasn't part of the plan A major flaw in the design Birds tricked into the trees We've imagined Once I was turning around I missed the colors and sounds Fade now into perfected Imperfection And it's about Knowin' when to say you're wrong To get it right all the time Means it's over, yeah

I took an air rifle Shot a magpie to the ground And it died without a sound Your skin's so pale Against the fallen autumn leaves No-one saw us but the trees Yeah, the trees Those useless trees Produce the air That I am breathing Yeah, the trees Those useless trees They never said That you were leaving I carved your name With a heart just up above Now swollen, distorted Unrecognisable, like our love You smell of leaf mould And the sweetness of decay Or the incense at the funeral procession here today And the trees Those useless trees Produce the air That I am breathing Yeah, the trees Those useless trees They never said That you were leaving Ah Try to shape the world to what you want the world to be Carving your name a thousand times won't bring you back to me Oh, no, I might as well I might as well go tell it to the trees, yeah Oh yeah, the trees Those useless trees Produce the air That I am breathing Yeah, the trees Those useless trees They never said That you were leaving Go and tell it to the trees, yeah Go tell it to the trees, yeah Go tell it to the trees, yeah Go tell it to the trees, yeah Go tell it to the trees, yeah

Climbing trees, like we did when we were children Scaling walls, the walls that took us years to build Climbing trees, haven't much since we were children Shaking limbs tend to end up bent and broken Safe inside the walls we built, we found ourselves a home Higher branches, harder fall Hesitation stops us all Higher branches, harder fall Hesitation stops us all Higher branches, harder fall Hesitation stops us all Higher branches, harder fall Hesitation stops us all Girl, you've never loved Climbing trees, haven't much since we were children Shaking limbs tend to end up bent and broken But heartache pales in comparison to love

There is unrest in the forest There is trouble with the trees For the maples want more sunlight And the oaks ignore their pleas The trouble with the maples And they're quite convinced they're right They say the oaks are just too lofty And they grab up all the light But the oaks can't help their feelings If they like the way they're made And they wonder why the maples Can't be happy in their shade There is trouble in the forest And the creatures all have fled As the maples scream "Oppression" And the oaks just shake their heads So the maples formed a union And demanded equal rights "The oaks are just too greedy We will make them give us light" Now there's no more oak oppression For they passed a noble law And the trees are all kept equal By hatchet, axe, and saw

When there is no more room in hell The dead will walk the Earth Body parts flying life's hard like cars dyeing Wanna say its gunna get better but im part flying So gutter make a widows star sign start crying Pain in the liquid form drippin' from my torn eyelid Situation volatile Operation trident All i here is war talk court orders more violence Far from a walk in the park its a minefield Pressures building up about to blow Thats how my mind feels Never use my signature No ones got the right deals Clutching at my mic skills And running for the high heels Puffin' on a blunt is death Clucking for some nice thrills Losing my emotions that i thought i was designed to feel Knowing deep inside That its something only time will heal Like turning people into road kill behind the wheel Close your eyes see them still Still a still life still dead skulls fractured Road collapses Rotten corpse broken mattress Candle lit total sadness Falling backwards into holes of blackness So follow me let your soul get captured With no return 'cos your ghost holds the warranty burn Your body in a quarantine Search for your inner peace Abandon that grief stack cans like police The tactical man thinks deep on the dilagence beat. X2 We hold it down with the frontline terror Raising the ground up Gutter style forever Lace your roots Mask up and dont mess up Hold it down on the frontline The frontline Check out my frontline terror Rendering error makers Im the pressure blending babies In the shredder for my leasure Make her bru the naked crew Who came into this danger room With barbarians war im the wanderers in ancient spooz My coalition holds position Im the war cloud You bought your little sister in the whore house With her draws down Karich the garcy Had to get her knickers off for half a gram of marley Im smacked arms and tracks Im carving shanks from larva lamps Heavy artillery blasting you imagery Pandemonium in the street But no police to walk the beat Fake fuckers catchin that map Cuddling face huggers Alien smugglers got map Krusader space chuggers Open up the stash and load that gat And let it vent Holy book fanatics won't back chat My seventh sense An old man with gifted ears And a twisted beared Who disappeared nine hundred years ago Speaking like sixty years In chronological or alphabetacal order I grab the neck of your daughter And splash her head in the water Sawn off shotty filled up with copper coins And hot lead Gate crashing your complex with no feds To drop dead My frontline terror Whatever the weather apply the pressure Blend your friends up in the shredder for my leasure My frontline terror Whatever the weather apply the pressure Blend your friends up in the shredder for my leasure