It's the acrophobia that's in your veins

Although you don't mind the breeze beneath your feet

Wasn't it you who stole the hearts of all those men?

Their headlines read "Dark Times Reach A Hundred Lonely Souls"

Stick to the trees to find your way home

You Say it's what you need but you just knew how to lie

There was a time when you were sweet

Those demons hadn't plagued your mind just yet

It wasn't til you got that first blood on your hands

When you started gathering trophies from all your experiments

Stick to the trees to find your way home

You Say it's what you need but you just knew how to lie

Stick to the trees to find your way home

You Say it's what you need but you just knew how to lie