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Treehouse - Conan Gray
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Treehouse Conan Gray

Treehouse - Conan Gray
[Verse 1]
I see your face in the moving lights
The leaves are falling as time slips by
And I wish in this moment
That I could've died right
There

The wind was howling but we weren't scared
Remember living on bikes those years
When we lost all control and
Scuffed up the soles of our shoes

[Chorus]
So baby come with me now
High above the leaves, bring
Apple juice and freezies
Relearn how to dream we'd
Make our little nest
It's always the best
Back at the treehouse
Let's go back to the treehouse

[Verse 2]
We fixed our eyes on those flashing signs
We didn't think we'd make it out alive
But we rode on those coasters
'Till apples were oranges
Too
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