" Phil Lester is on the edge of suicide. " or in which Dan can see everyone's deepest secret simply by looking at them.

[SEQUEL TO TREES] oh, ms believer, my pretty sleeper your twisted mind is like snow on the road your shaking shoulders prove that it's colder inside your head than the winter of dead i will tell you i love you but the muffs on your ears will cater your fears my nose and feet are running as we start to travel through snow together we go

I WROTE THIS A YEAR AGO; APOLOGIES FOR THE SHITTY WRITING AND THE CRINGE i know where you stand silent in the trees and that's where i am silent in the trees why won't you speak where i happen to be silent in the trees standing cowardly