The trees sound a lot like trains
And sadness never feels the same
Sweetness and sickness
Are dreadfully unique
The trees
The trees sound a lot like trains
And sadness never feels the same
Sweetness and sickness
Are dreadfully unique
The trees sound a lot like trains
Sadness never feels the same
Sweetness and sickness
Are dreadfully unique
There should be two of us
In love
In the cage
With our battlescars
Licking up
It’s so different in the boots
There’s nothing to it
You can’t erase your fate
Chance will be chancy
And stir crazy
There’s nothing to it
There’s nothing to it
The trees sound a lot like trains
And sadness never feels the same
Sweetness and sickness
Are dreadfully unique
There should be two of us
In the cage
There’s nothing to it
You can’t erase your fate
Chance will be chancy
And stir crazy
There’s nothing to it
There’s nothing to it
