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Introducción:
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I know running away's a way to avoid a reality where a void sits,
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and hits hard on your high hopes for happiness.
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But why would I stay if reality is already faking it in the first place,
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and I could stay singular and mingle with the wilderness?
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That's a fantasy,
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that's good for me,
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cause usually,
Verse
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People are perfectly fine until you finally get to know them,
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and when they show you colors you preferred they hadn't showed then,
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you're stuck with the truth of the matter that'll shatter any friendship
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you makeup, you break up, so let's drop the fake friend shit.
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I fantasize 'till I realize that it's no surprise ....
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I'd rather be with the trees,
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you know what I mean.
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The green smoke filters through the breeze,
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and blow dries me clean of the mess,
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and the stress,
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from societies, and families
N.C.
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In civilization everyone thinks the problem's somebody else's,
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She hurts him and then who's fault is it, who else, his.
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But nobody knows 'till after the fact the problem's probably theirs too.
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So why try and civilize if no one else cares to?
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It's a mountain to climb,
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every time and that's why
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I'm ....
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Hanging out with the trees
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they don't say a word,
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they heard every single one of my pleas,
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and then they confer with their leaves,
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and relive me from policies, and hypocrisies...
Bridge
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When you freeze for a second
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in a world that's beckoning you to go prove something,
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to go be something.
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It's like please, for a minute
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I'm too deep down in it
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to go be something, so
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I'll go be...
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With the tress!!
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I'll sit on my throne
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in my branches and breathe with ease,
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and I'll be alone and be free
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from hyperbole unlike every other day,
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in human history......
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So I'd rather be...
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I'd rather be,
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With the trees!!!
Outro
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Well right now I'm
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quite sublime
N.C.
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Running away's a way to avoid a reality