Greedy
Is it greedy, to seek the sun's rays
To ask for what I know will help me grow
Is it needy, to ask for water?
To let it seep into my roots below the ground
Where I will be too one day
I will be too
Where I will be too one day
Did I earn my life?
I don't think so
So how do I make it up to the sun?
Did I earn my life?
I don't think so.
So how do I make sure that taking isn't all I've done?
Ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh
I can't escape the warmth I've found but still I try
I fight every inch that I gain, I don't know why
No choice but to accept the warmth from up above
No choice but to accept the compounding agent of love
Did I earn my life?
I don't think so
So how do I make it up to the sun?
Did I earn my life?
I don't think so
So how do I make sure that taking isn't all I've done?
Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh
Am I a flower or a weed? I need to know
Was I planted like a seed? It takes greed to grow
But it doesn't take greed to shrivel
To be stepped on when you're not adequately civil
Whatever gave me life is gonna take it
So I guess it's all even in the end
And I suppose my life is what I make it
Is the universe even really my friend?
Will I earn my death?
I don't think so
Maybe I am not indebted to the sun.
Will I earn my death?
I don't think so
So how do I make sure that giving isn't all I've done?
Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh
Until I'm plucked from the ground I guess I'll be greedy
To ask for what I know will help me grow
Is it needy, to ask for water?
To let it seep into my roots below the ground
Where I will be too one day
I will be too
Where I will be too one day
Did I earn my life?
I don't think so
So how do I make it up to the sun?
Did I earn my life?
I don't think so.
So how do I make sure that taking isn't all I've done?
Ooh ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh
I can't escape the warmth I've found but still I try
I fight every inch that I gain, I don't know why
No choice but to accept the warmth from up above
No choice but to accept the compounding agent of love
Did I earn my life?
I don't think so
So how do I make it up to the sun?
Did I earn my life?
I don't think so
So how do I make sure that taking isn't all I've done?
Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh ooh
Am I a flower or a weed? I need to know
Was I planted like a seed? It takes greed to grow
But it doesn't take greed to shrivel
To be stepped on when you're not adequately civil
Whatever gave me life is gonna take it
So I guess it's all even in the end
And I suppose my life is what I make it
Is the universe even really my friend?
Will I earn my death?
I don't think so
Maybe I am not indebted to the sun.
Will I earn my death?
I don't think so
So how do I make sure that giving isn't all I've done?
Ooh ooh ooh, ooh ooh ooh
Until I'm plucked from the ground I guess I'll be greedy
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Writer(s): Maya Bode
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