Disbelieve in Trees

Just one way that people our age live...
No other way to be a kid...
Step one, you trade your innocence,
for their so-called liberty
Step two, you trade your health
For their cigarettes and whiskey
Step three you trade your mind,
For a chance to be like them,
Step four you trade your life,
Hey, guess what? You fit right in.
Just one way that people our age live...
No other way to be a kid...
It’s so clear, don’t you see?
You try to do things different,
that’s like
tryin’ to disbelieve in trees.
Day one, you lay your body down
Let the demons walk right in
Day two, you went and flew so high,
The kites were only followin’
Day three, you open up your eyes,
Can’t believe how far you’ve fallen,
But by day four you’ve gotten
Right back up, there again...
Just one way that people our age live...
No other way to be a kid...
It’s so clear, don’t you see?
You try to do things different,
that’s like
tryin’ to disbelieve in trees.
Walking through the forest of pinecones and leaves,
I don’t really know but,
I feel like disbelieving in trees.
Day five,
You trade their liberty,
for the kind that let’s you
Disbelieve in trees...
Walking through the forest of pinecones and leaves,
I don’t really know but,
I feel like disbelieving in trees...
I don’t really know but,
I feel like disbelieving in trees...
As of today,
I don’t
believe
in
trees.