Sound Flowers

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I'm sitting in this field by my neighbourhood
Alone, head in my hands wondering what's good
I'm picking all the sound flowers I see
Listenin' to the wind, the birds, the bees
I rock from side to side tryna piece my mind
Back together I just cannot seem to find
I'm picking all the sound flowers I see
Perhaps I'll just stay here for a day or three
I've been dreaming again
That I could call you a friend
But I was wrong that you were kind
Forming razors in my mind
And if you only knew
What I wouldn't do
To get you outta my head and set me free
From this love I know I call anxiety
I guess this is just life, oh
I'm sitting in this field by my neighbourhood
Alone, head in my hands wondering what's good
I'm picking all the sound flowers I see
Listenin' to the wind, the birds, the bees
I rock from side to side tryna piece my mind
Back together I just cannot seem to find
I'm picking all the sound flowers I see
Perhaps I'll just stay here for a day or three
I hear the
Silence
I try to avoid
Violence
I feel the
Cold dead heart inside my brain
That keeps ticking on over
When I'm feeling
All alone
And I'm just trying to find
The peace that you locked up inside
Rattling round my skull it floods
It's pulsing through my flesh and blood (and blood)
Monophobia kicks in
And I start to forget all the shit I did
To try to get you to slow down
But I just can't seem to get you to slow down
I guess this is just life, oh
I'm sitting in this field by my neighbourhood
Alone, head in my hands wondering what's good
I'm picking all the sound flowers I see
Listenin' to the wind, the birds, the bees
I rock from side to side tryna piece my mind
Back together I just cannot seem to find
I'm picking all the sound flowers I see
Perhaps I'll just stay here for a day or three
I hear the
Silence
I try to avoid
Violence
I feel the
Cold dead heart inside my brain
That keeps ticking on over
When I'm feeling
All alone
I'm running along riverbanks
Trying to get close
To every little part of me
Call it overdose
Killing my anxiety
That's just making me coast
But all these crooked brains
Can cause you pain the most
I'm sitting in this field by my neighbourhood
Alone, head in my hands wondering what's good
I'm picking all the sound flowers I see
Listenin' to the wind, the birds, the bees
I rock from side to side tryna piece my mind
Back together I just cannot seem to find
I'm picking all the sound flowers I see
Perhaps I'll just stay here for a day or three
I hear the
Silence
I try to avoid
Violence
I feel the
Cold dead heart inside my brain
That keeps ticking on over
When I'm feeling
All alone

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