Big Red Machine and Taylor Swift - Birch

The way I woke up was old
Was all fucking choke
And it ain't easier after a week
Well, that I won't hardly stand still

Well, if you cannot tell, I'll tell you right away
If I'll stay a spell, or if I cannot stay
I am less at ease, not the best at these
See the forest trees, call what's these what's these
What's these, oh

Hey Madeline, thanks
For to case out the fog, for Jennifer
Seems she needed you badly

So I beg on knees, can we share IDs?
Will you always need? We have common needs
We can sure deplete, we can be replete
Address table needs, it is swift your speed

The way I wake up now
Is a brand new way
But no it ain't that way it was before

So I cannot leave, yes, I must here stay
'Cause I know what's good, and I'll die that way
No I cannot seem to get a moment's peace
If there's a man like me, his birch ain't my tree

The way I wake up now
Is a brand new way
It ain't like it was before

Written by:
Aaron Dessner, Bryan Devendorf, Justin Vernon

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