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letra de forest down - tysk tysk task

i tried to cut your forest down
i wanted a field to run around
they gave me the runaround and i couldn’t back down
i wanted to cut your forest down
and that sounds so crazy to say out loud
i wanted a field, my own to plow, but i couldn’t
i tried to cut this forest down
and that sounds too crazy to say it now
but i wanted a field, let me run around, but i couldn’t

you and me now
don’t waste my time now
i want to talk more less often now
let this weight down
i tried to cut your forest down
i wanted a field, my own for now
they gave me the runaround and i couldn’t
i tried to cut this forest down
and that sounds so crazy to say out loud
but i wanted a field, let me run around, i couldn’t
you can have no remorse when you’re sitting up high
on your little horse
for a little bit longer, then i couldn’t wait
i couldn’t stay

you and me now
waste my time now
i wished you’d talk less more often now
just bulldoze this down

i tried to cut your forest down
“are you listening to me when i say it out loud?”
you say that it’s nothing and we can just be
“why don’t you stay there?”
you say, “it’s not over, it’s all in your head
what you want, you’ll regret it in the end”
knifed our names into the bark
i couldn’t stop

you and me now
don’t waste this time now
i want to talk more less often now
burn this thing down
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take the pieces of my soul
burn them down in a muddy hole
sorrows of the past behind me
needles and a cap before ye

i said i’d cut this forest down
place is so unrecognizable now
stuck my journal into the sap
so it could stay
painted the cabin, the woods in my mind
look at the rubble, the branches intertwined
how you are, for a little bit more, i couldn’t stay

i tried to cut this forest down
how you are, it’s how you wanted it now
wanted a place to call my own
wanted a place to be lost, not found
what you said you don’t want now
i think i want this now

make the crown of wicker twig
summon children from the crib
wilted now from winter glory
sharpened axe and clear the forest down

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