​Pretty Flowers :) [slowed + reverb]

You caught me in the middle of my own mess
And now you want me to pick up the pieces
You swear on your life that I don't care
Don't die on that hill in the middle of nowhere
Don't die on that hill in the middle of nowhere
Don't die on that hill in the middle of nowhere
I guess if you do then you'll still get your flowers
I hope when I'm gone then I'll get pretty flowers

I convinced myself that I might be the problem
I convinced myself that I might be, I might be the problem

Growing in the dark
Planted in the ground
Breath in cleaner air
Breath in all the sounds
Growing in the dark
Planted in the ground
Breath in cleaner air
Breath in all the sounds

I convinced myself that I might be the problem
I convinced myself that I might be, I might be the problem



Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Woloschek
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