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Crooked little Trees
The Astray
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Long time ago I was pretty proud of myself
I was pretty proud of myself for one specific reason
And you should know that I wasn't very proud of myself that often
What makes this story even sadder
So lean back and enjoy
Oh, you should picture me as a teen
I am crying, "I will never get a girlfriend!"
Seems kinda plausible
There's this girl that I liked
With her blonde hair and a pretty smile
Oh, her blue eyes
Oh it's the first time that I think
She has this cute smile but says these smart things
She is not just a puppet with a pretty little face
Not just a statue that I pray to every single day
Eureka!
Eureka!
I discovered something new!
Eureka!
She's a human too!
Oh, I'm a superficial individual
And I don't think that's doing myself good
It's a pretty, vicious superstition
'Cause no one is as perfect as he looks
'Cause we're all just crooked little trees
But who the fuck said we need to be perfect?
And maybe we're pretty, but pretty is the new fucked up
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Oh, I have never read much
But I've listened though to all the stories that I got told
And I have learned that
If you wanna be liked by everyone that you hide yourself
And you become a knight in armor shining bright
Just a plastic action figure
They only see your looks so that is what you try
You try to show them what they like
After all you get bitter
After all you get bitter
And you look, only look on their outsides too
You are shook, yeah you are shook by your own shallowness
That's what they made you to
Yes, yes, you are correct to suspect
That now normally the chorus would follow
But hold up a minute, ok?
'Cause I know that my mind is pretty poisoned
And a little fucked up after all, but it's easy to just say
"It's not my fault!"
Blame it on society and cry alone
While not doing something about it
But I wanna do something about it!
I'm eighteen for gods fucking sake
And I don't want to ruin my life before it even started!
I wanna do something about it and I will!
Maybe I'll go to therapy and until then
Maybe I'll will write a few sad songs
About how badly I feel but that's ok because I feel
I feel and all those emotions want to go out
Spread out and live and so do I
I don't wanna waste my life in my head
I think I forget something
Superficial individual
And I don't think that's doing myself good
It's a pretty, vicious superstition
'Cause no one is as perfect as he looks
'Cause we're all just crooked little trees
But who the fuck said we need to be perfect?
And maybe we're pretty, but pretty is the new fucked up
The new fucked up!
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The new fucked up
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