Treetops

I haven’t slept in the last few nights
And it’s starting to become a fight
This exhaustion is eating me alive
And there’s no end in sight
I’m stuck in the treetops of my own head
And I might as well be better off dead
It’s getting hard to breathe and I can’t feel a thing
I wish you could understand that this is where I stand
All these branches are like my thoughts because
They hang up over me
And I’m starting to believe this place isn’t cut out for me
I am no longer free
I’m stuck in the treetops of my own head
And I might as well be better off dead
It’s getting hard to breathe and I can’t feel a thing
I wish you could understand that this is where I stand
My father once said, «When you grow up
You’ll realize the world is scary.»
And now that I’m older my heart has grown colder
And no one has treated me that way
I’m stuck in the treetops of my own head
And I might as well be better off dead
It’s getting hard to breathe and I can’t feel a thing
I wish you could understand that this is where I stand
I’m stuck in the treetops of my own head
And I might as well be better off dead
It’s getting hard to breathe and I can’t feel a thing
I wish you could understand that this is where I stand