Birch (feat. Taylor Swift)
Big Red Machine
The way I woke up was old, was all fucking choke
And it ain't easier after a week
Were on a long byway standing still
Well, if you cannot tell I'll tell you right away
If I'll stay a spell, or if I cannot stay
I am less at ease, not the best at these
See the forest trees, call what's these what's these
Hey Madeline, thanks
For to case out the fog, for Jennifer
Seems she needed you badly
So I beg on knees
Can we share IDs?
Will you always need?
We have common needs
We can sure deplеte
We can be rеplete
Address table needs
It is swift your speed
The way I wake up now, is a brand new way
And no it ain't that way, like it was before
So I cannot leave
Yes I must here stay
'Cause I know what's good
And I'll die that way
No I cannot seem
To get a moment's peace
If there's a man like me
His birch ain't my tree
The way I woke up now
Is a brand new way
It ain't like the way it was before