Treehouse Lyrics

Fuck you all
For comics on the floor
A gun sling that you stole

When you wave off
To find your kingdom gone
It's gonna hurt
Hold me down

A ladder, a rope
A broken telescope
Demolished one by one
Right the minute you left
And I'll be good as death
When you figure it out
And break my face and fingers in return

When you wake up
To find your kingdom gone
It's gonna hurt

But at least I'm a peace in the combat
The web and straw
And the voices call my name
You better call again
'Cause I'm not gonna be an easy match
You're running out of friends
But I'll choose this mess again
Over boredom

Now it's gone
And now I've seen it all
You're rubbish and you go
Any minute, no, don't
And I'm not saying it's fun
You better learn

When you wake up
To find your kingdom gone
It's gonna hurt

But at least I'm a peace in the combat
The web and straw
And the voices call my name
You better call again
'Cause I'm not gonna be an easy match
You're running out of friends
But I'll choose this mess again
Over boredom