St John’s Wort

Hanging out down my street
Nothing to say, I think we're happy
Deferring all decisions to the back of my head
Nervous, scared, unawared - But I'll just go to bed
Saint John's Wort
Everyone shivers and everyone shakes
Under crippling anxieties in a construed world
solving things
No more solutions please, you ain't solving anything
When is a solution ever part of the solution?



Credits
Writer(s): Adam Cahoon, Arak Avakian, Barry Elkanick, Moses Brown
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