This is my lyrics that,
that tell the story,
about I,
I growing up plants.
I've had enough,
with all this fucking killing germs.
This time for real.
Roses feel airless,
Jasmine feel whacked,
Orchid feel awry.
Give them time,
with a little tick,
to grow their improve.
Jasmine feel whacked,
Orchid feel awry.
Thats it,
no more spider web,
to be our potent roof.
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