Dressed To F*ck - The Killing Tree

On the eve of our exile we carve names in the elms

To remember our last days of life on the roads

In broad daylight we crawl through the trenches

To meet our fate of our razor wire fences

As we crash through the floor

Taking but always wanting more

My lips are wet and dry and as the night, cold as ice

As the ground beneath me fails we all take flight

Held as captives but we never die, never die

Fix these broken dreams and leave this place alive

I will come to you in madness and impossibility

I will come to you forever knowing you will come to me

I will come to you as life’s fears kick the ground beneath my feet

I will come to you forever knowing you will come to me

So much I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know

As we crash through the floor

Taking but always wanting more

My lips are getting dry and as the night, cold as ice

As the ground beneath me fails we all take flight

Held as captives but we never die, never die

Fix these broken dreams and leave this place alive

As we crash

I really need

I wont scrape by

I really need it

I really need

I wont scrape by

I really need it

It’s always blue rain

Words that I can’t hear

Steal my breath again

Then she disappears

This is what I am

A fogged symmetry

Begging to be put

Out of my misery

I wait for the sky

Filled with broken dreams

To open up and swallow me

I will leave this place alive

I will leave this place alive

I will leave this place alive

I will leave this place alive

My lips are getting dry and as the night, cold as ice

As the ground beneath me fails we all take flight

Held as captives but we never die, never die

Fix these broken dreams and leave this place

I will leave this place

I will leave this place

I will leave this place alive