Trees (Prod. Donato) (demo)
• Written by WhitleyBlaine
WhitleyBlaine's Notes
I used this beat: http://youtu.be/jZwU_IZlLi8
But I didn't buy it yet cuz the song isn't done. That's why it's so short--I cut out a good chunk of the original beat. Don't sue me lol I'll pay when I'm finished :P
Tree curled up in the fetal position
Bleedin out beetles out of a needle incision
Lethal decisions of a freezing heart
Cold mind, minions of the coal mines
Old times gone with the wind, when
All the trees turn dead
When all the trees turn dead
Pretty soon we'll all be rocking the skins of our old friends
With the radiation spreading to nations of old men
Making late the hastened actions of killing an old trend
And I'm afraid of how we're waiting on humanity's end
But please don't blame me, future generations they enslaved me
Made me believe in a maker that could not have saved me
Worshipping a God instead of Gaia
Traded truth for Maya
In hopes of being saved from hell fire
But, I woke up when I reached the age of reason
A heathen'll choke up, when he meets the real demons
Of life, the politicians, the strife between children and
Those who make a living killing them in broken buildings
And abandoned homes, commanded by a man over a telephone
No demand for peace, but you reap what you sow, so
I hope that we all grow
And I hope that we all know
Where the road of the soulless goes
Paved with evil intentions
In exchange for gold
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WhitleyBlaine
Member since December 27 2014