Flowers in the eyes of a dead man
Looking at stars, pupils expanding
Vision cant be clearer on a spy-cam
Took the wrong path, this is a dead end
Dont play with your scabs, you´ll only bleed more
What i needed to hear, since the age of four
Dont reach for the paddle up at the freefall
Each way your gonna end up on the sea floor
Im still alive, you could ask on my mother
Years go fast and thats an awful bother
So i dont know if i want another
I go round, round and round
Im so conflicted, i should be convicted
I can easily fall addicted, to anything thats gifted
With insanity and insanities
My pockets full of casualties
You dont know what i got in me so boy, hold my cheese, uh
Mental hitting harder than my daddy did
Step, i mean
Calling my guardian angel
Where you been at b
Casually, thinking intuition
And the christmas day that i spent in the kitchen
Aint it a living, i dont know, i just
Sit back and watch the fire, kill the forest
And feel disgust while im f*cking a florist, in the middle of August
Bitch should be on her job so id feel important
I guess thats the word of a boreal whos never been the tallest uh
Flowers in the eyes of a dead man
Looking at stars, pupils expanding
Vision cant be clearer on a spy-cam
Took the wrong path, this is a dead end
Dont play with your scabs, you´ll only bleed more
What i needed to hear, since the age of four
Dont reach for the paddle up at the freefall
Each way your gonna end up on the sea floor