Lyrics

Black roots in the ground, suck the water out the rivers Telephone back home, tell her what she's missing Polaroids washing up on the shore There are pictures of girls, and words like "forever" written Like a spider racing into the sky There's a black tree rising and no one knows why Get's stuck in your shoes, it get's under your clothes The wind it's blowing cuts down to the bone All Hell does know my name, a black tree rising I'm the shade that'll put you away, a black tree rising Hope you don't mind if I close the door See that right there is true romance, I'm sure Get up, shut up, I have a friend that knows your name I know what you're thinking You won't go outside, because you haven't been sleeping And it wouldn't be nice if she knew You were acting like a spider racing into the sky There's a black tree rising and no one knows why Get's stuck in your shoes, it get's under your clothes The wind it's blowing cuts down to the bone It's impaling daylight Like it a cut a deal with the night, who got her foot in the door And the little wooden soldiers stand guard Til a bloody black hoof came down from the heavens and sent them Like spiders racing into the sky Like spiders racing into the sky Get up, shut up, I have a friend that knows your name I know what you're thinking You won't go outside, because you haven't been sleeping And it wouldn't be nice if she knew You were acting like a spider racing into the sky There's a black tree rising and no one knows why Get's stuck in your shoes, it get's under your clothes The wind it's blowing cuts down to the bone
Writer(s): Rupert Philip Lyddon, James Arthur Upton, Nathan Jack Gane, Caius Phillip Stockley-young, Theodore Jay Shield-polyzoides Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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