Flowers (feat. Jenny Penkin)
Nothing really matters
And nothing really changes
I just wish to connect names with
All these faces
With all these faces
All-all-all these faces
I just wish to connect
With all these faces
Four leaf clover, pounds of reef
I'm blowing smoke and so much grief
Mama says she's missing me
My whereabouts a mystery
Knowing if they notice me
Then I'll have a soul to free (Yeah)
I just dropped burnt CD (What?)
We flip that shit like currency (Huh?)
Missing Noah when I'm sober
Push a pack, man
Game is over
Robbin Batman, I just told her
Heroes never meet the quota
Papa says I better rush more
I be out in South Dakota
They don't know what I blush for
I just know I need to love more
So much shifting man (Man)
It don't make no sense (No sense)
Evident my pain comes from sitting on the fence (Yeah)
Sediment in my brain (What?)
Hitting up the game (Yeah)
Hidden from the frame, cause I don't look the same
Nothing really matters
And nothing really changes
I just wish to connect names with
All these faces
Nothing really matters
And nothing really changes
I just wish to connect names with
All these faces
Taste your bud, I taste your love
I taste your hug like it's drug
The grave I dug is made for us
I hope I never made you run
Made a pun, to play is fun
Now I wish I had a gun
Fully loaded locomotive
Loco if I pull a stunt
Only used to hit the blunt, and then I tried a Xan' (Xan')
Mind be in the sky, God I just pray to land (Huh)
Trends with friends and ego bends
I know my soul and he transcends
I justify the means with ends
I trust the process, never men
Four leaf clover, pounds of reef
Blowing smoke and so much grief
Mama says she's missing me
My whereabouts a mystery
Knowing if they notice me
Then I'll have a soul to free
I just dropped burnt CD
We flip that shit like currency
Flip that shit, we flip that shit
We flip that shit, I flip the script
Flip that shit, we flip that shit
We flip that shit, I flip the script
Flip that shit, we flip that shit
I flip that shit, we flip the script
Flip that shit, we flip that shit
We flip that shit, I flip the script
Counting all the hours
Since I kissed you in the shower
Called you a damn coward
Now you blooming like a flower
Should've bought you flowers
Oh I should've bought you flowers
I wish I got you flowers
Oh I wish I bought you flowers
Roses and some columbines
Are all you need to be mine
Feeling like a concubine
Wish I could just hit rewind
My clock unwinds on borrowed time
I'm sorry that I took your time
I wish I had some flowers
Shit, I wish I bought you flowers
Nothing really matters
Nothing really changes
I just wish to connect names with
All these faces
Nothing really matters
Nothing really changes
I just wish to connect names with
All these faces
Nothing really matters
Really changes
I just wish to connect names with
All these faces
Nothing really matters
Really changes
I just wish to connect names with
All these faces
And nothing really changes
I just wish to connect names with
All these faces
With all these faces
All-all-all these faces
I just wish to connect
With all these faces
Four leaf clover, pounds of reef
I'm blowing smoke and so much grief
Mama says she's missing me
My whereabouts a mystery
Knowing if they notice me
Then I'll have a soul to free (Yeah)
I just dropped burnt CD (What?)
We flip that shit like currency (Huh?)
Missing Noah when I'm sober
Push a pack, man
Game is over
Robbin Batman, I just told her
Heroes never meet the quota
Papa says I better rush more
I be out in South Dakota
They don't know what I blush for
I just know I need to love more
So much shifting man (Man)
It don't make no sense (No sense)
Evident my pain comes from sitting on the fence (Yeah)
Sediment in my brain (What?)
Hitting up the game (Yeah)
Hidden from the frame, cause I don't look the same
Nothing really matters
And nothing really changes
I just wish to connect names with
All these faces
Nothing really matters
And nothing really changes
I just wish to connect names with
All these faces
Taste your bud, I taste your love
I taste your hug like it's drug
The grave I dug is made for us
I hope I never made you run
Made a pun, to play is fun
Now I wish I had a gun
Fully loaded locomotive
Loco if I pull a stunt
Only used to hit the blunt, and then I tried a Xan' (Xan')
Mind be in the sky, God I just pray to land (Huh)
Trends with friends and ego bends
I know my soul and he transcends
I justify the means with ends
I trust the process, never men
Four leaf clover, pounds of reef
Blowing smoke and so much grief
Mama says she's missing me
My whereabouts a mystery
Knowing if they notice me
Then I'll have a soul to free
I just dropped burnt CD
We flip that shit like currency
Flip that shit, we flip that shit
We flip that shit, I flip the script
Flip that shit, we flip that shit
We flip that shit, I flip the script
Flip that shit, we flip that shit
I flip that shit, we flip the script
Flip that shit, we flip that shit
We flip that shit, I flip the script
Counting all the hours
Since I kissed you in the shower
Called you a damn coward
Now you blooming like a flower
Should've bought you flowers
Oh I should've bought you flowers
I wish I got you flowers
Oh I wish I bought you flowers
Roses and some columbines
Are all you need to be mine
Feeling like a concubine
Wish I could just hit rewind
My clock unwinds on borrowed time
I'm sorry that I took your time
I wish I had some flowers
Shit, I wish I bought you flowers
Nothing really matters
Nothing really changes
I just wish to connect names with
All these faces
Nothing really matters
Nothing really changes
I just wish to connect names with
All these faces
Nothing really matters
Really changes
I just wish to connect names with
All these faces
Nothing really matters
Really changes
I just wish to connect names with
All these faces
Credits
Writer(s): Ben Weinstock
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