Rotten Roots

The clock is ticking
Fingers switching
Now its 1:39
The darkness keeps me up at night
Cant see shit anyways
The tears freeze in my eyes
Old leaves are falling by my side
Cold wind blows them away
Fall starts in this lonely night

And your
Blossoms far away
The night your Elsa went
You nearly followed her

Those rotten roots
Cause all of your mood
Swings – fall to the ground and cry
I know its not your fault
But you put fire next to oil
Planted these problems in us
Now they pop out of the soil

The clock is ticking
1:39 no longer
Gust is blowing the wind
Gets stronger and stronger
Frond dies out
From green to brown
Clouds start stacking
Drops falling down

Should I go
(Oh should I go)
I think I might go
(I might go)
Should I go
(Oh should I go)
I think I will go
(I will go yeah)

Im one with the wind
And fly away
If I'd be the wind
I'd fly away

Not lighted not heated
Water's all they needed
The seeds you cropped
Are growing & spreading
New insecurities in her
we both left our in there
When we cried and didnt care
about her own shit i swear

Forever sounds good
But 50 years is way too long
Shouldve stayd friends
When we could
But i guess now its far too late

Those rotten roots cause all of our mood
Swings – fall to the ground and cry
I know its our fault
Cause we put fire next to oil
Planted these struggles in her
Now they pop out of the soil
And our crops inside
Are what divides
Me and her some more
Some more
Some more
Some more