Axes - Trespassers William
Her tall tree
On its side
And know what it feels like
I felt so anchored in my forest bed
When vows soup it's an upside
To dream about
Tararararara
Your axes out
Tararararara
My army it been taking out
But taking stuck in the morning
Can my art and I save my pins
For such a specimen as you
Do we go there
Tarararararara
Beneath the pins
Tararararara
To dream about
Tarararararara
Your axes out
Tarararararara
I would go for names
In wood on a night like this
How over straighten name
For souls are even
Rararararararararara
Rararararararararara
Rararararararararara
Rararararararararara
