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Lost In The Trees - A Church That Fits Our Needs Villain (I'll Stick Around)

Contributors

  • ISRC:USEP41135010
  • Recorded:2011 North Carolina
  •  ©2012 Anti, Inc.
  • Vocals, Guitars, Harp, Percussion, Piano, Baritone:Ari Picker
  • Cello:Andrew Anagnost
  • Vocals, Horn, Trumpet, Piano, Harp, Bells:Emma Nadeau
  • Violin:Jenavieve Varga
  • Cello:Leah Gibson
  • Tuba, Bass, Piano, Harp, Bells:Mark Daumen

Lyrics

Go ahead and tell me where you come from

You won't scare me

You can rest your head

And you can grieve

I'll stick around

While you sing it back to me

Our golden wings clacking

There's something here

There's something here

A golden angel

Is floating past

Past my mirror

She's neither here nor there

It messed me up

I could never leave

Now that I've seen your face

It messed me up

I built a fortress

I'll never leave this place

Did god put you in that wheel chair?

A berserker

Who's eating every part

Such a grey grief

Which one is the villain?

I think you got it backwards

Our golden wings clacking

There's something here

There's someone here

A golden angel

Is floating past

Past my mirror

She's neither here nor there

You messed me up

I could never leave

Now that I've seen your face

It messed me up

A golden fortress

I'll never leave this place