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letra de the treehouse - sewerperson

[intro: falling into love, alan watts]
a-actually, therefore, the course of wisdom, what is really sensible, uh, is to that- uh, is to commit oneself, to give oneself up and that’s quite mad. so we come to the strange conclusion, that in madness lies sanity

[pre-chorus]
these cold kawartha lakes can rip your soul apart
a breach of contract in her heart of hearts
may have pushed my head into the deepest part
and this time i don’t think i get a breathing part

[chorus]
(yeah!)
now her crocodile tears soak in her guitar
this mahogany is flooded past its salvage point
carried back into her residence inside the trees
how do i taste? i’ll bet on it, it’s like a bitter sweet
[bridge]
(yeah-yeah-yeah!)
something woke me last night and in its words
taught me i just need myself to get by
(yeah-yeah-yeah!)
i don’t wanna pretend it didn’t hurt
but in her words, the sting should fade in due time

[verse 1]
brush your eyes
you could see it right
i see fallen angels in this bleeding sky
at our time to go, i don’t wanna die
but i don’t decide
d-mn i hate goodbyes

[pre-chorus]
(yeah!)
oh these cold kawartha lakes can rip your soul apart
i think a breach of contract in her heart of hearts
may have pushed my head into the deepest part
and this time i don’t think i get a breathing part

[verse 2]
cracks in my armor invite in her poisons
it was never 50/50, i was just appointed
i’m sorry i can’t do it all, i bet you’re disappointed
but baby, what’s the point in love if you cannot enjoy it?
[chorus]
(yeah!)
now her crocodile tears soak in her guitar
this mahogany is flooded past its salvage point
carried back into her residence inside the trees
how do i taste? i’ll bet on it, it’s like a bitter sweet (yuh)

[verse 3]
isn’t it funny how you ain’t gon’ message unless i am messaging first, okay
she try to burn me a hole in my pocket but somehow i still kept ’em heavy weight, okay
she pull up on me at night time, then pull away like it’s rip tide
she told me she can’t stay the whole night
but somethin’ about it doesn’t sit right with me
and honestly, i know you know that it wouldn’t be the first lie you told
she said “i’m sorry i hope you can trust me.” and i said “d-mn i don’t know. oh could you ask me again in the morning? ’cause tonight is way too cold, oh and you just turned it colder.”

[outro]
(yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah!)
something woke me last night and in its words
taught me i just need myself to get by
(yeah-yeah-yeah!)
i don’t wanna pretend it didn’t hurt
but in her words, the sting should fade in due time (due time)

- sewerperson

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