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This Tree Is Set To Fell (The Devil Had The Right Idea)

from Isabella James by Isabella James

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This tree is set to fell,
Not tomorrow not today,
Noone here would miss this tree,
It would go anyway.

This tree has grown outside it's soil,
Not in an inspirational way,
This tree has grown tired of it's body,
This slumber won't fade away.

My roots compress my chest I can't breathe,
Half plant and half who knows,
Traumatised by my performance,
And the way my body grows.

I will fell myself like a luberjack,
Woodchip my body away,
Carve out myself an idol,
Till these feelings woe astray.

Calling out into the void but the void doesn't hear me,
The void is on the phone line the void has killed my friends,
I won't let you're touch come near me,
Stimulation is a nervous passage directly to my brain.

My roots compress my chest I can't breathe,
Half plant and half who knows,
Traumatised by my performance,
And the way my body grows.

I will fell myself like a luberjack,
Woodchip my body away,
Carve out myself an idol,
Till these feelings woe astray.

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from Isabella James, released February 15, 2021

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