Текст песни Cherry Trees - Bakelendt

On the front porch
I better run for it
While I still can
Sun scorched, what a still land
It is
And i'm lost in it
Nauseous
Get me some ketamine
Runnin' on memories that keep my awake
I want a better week
We're wasting away
I want a taste of her
Rum in the glass
Standing in front of her
Blood on my hands
I want a better week
I want a better life
I want a feeling that don't hurt my chest
I need the spirit, to jaunt
I need to jet
Before I go off
And then never, ever absolved

Cherry trees burnin' in the field
She candy sweet, like a fuckin' kiss Thats real
Cherry trees burnin' in my head
She handed me a couple pink pills to forget

Baby, can you save me from this nightmare
Break me, into pieces and then leave me in this dreamstate
Any way to save me from these terrors
Feelin' in my bones
Says i'll freeze in this heat wave

Cherry trees burnin' in the field
She candy sweet, like a fuckin' kiss Thats real
Cherry trees burnin' in my head
She handed me a couple pink pills to forget

Pits of my eyes turn to dust
In my black hood
I've got a muscle that'll pump cherry blood
If forever on the run
I hope it'll all end up
Somewhat worth it