flowers

How come my xanax don't do shit
I try to remove it
But I'm stuck here on the floor
I'm kinda sick of this poor shit
How I'm working a 9 to 5 just waiting to get kicked out my door
And everyone go to college
But that shit make me feel nauseous
Because I'd be drunk on my dorm room floor
I think that I'm bouta lose it
And my heart keeps on moving
But, I'm not sure I want it anymore

It's getting hard to breathe
As my breath succeeds
From the body, I wish I never wore
A temporary relief, is the only thing
That I'm buying, keep my peace in my nightstand drawer
(I keep my peace in my nightstand drawer)

Yeah my life like a flower
Because I spring when it showers
But, when the sun's out I turn red
I know I was only dreaming
But now I keep screaming
As my eyes role to the back of my head
But it was only lucid
Now my head's like a tulip
How, it only sprouts when it rains on my bed
I know that I can't do shit
And that's why I'm still drinking
Until I pass out on the edge of my bed

It gets hard to breathe
As my breathe succeeds
From the body, I wish I never wore
And I don't relief
From the shit I keep
In my mental, rather sleep on the bathroom floor
It's getting hard to breathe
As my breathe succeeds
From the body, I wish I never wore
Now I don't wanna sleep
Because my heads retreating back to the place it was before
I'm tryna kill off my weakness
But the xanax it take me back, to making peace on my bathroom floor
And I been keeping a secret, about how much I've been drinking
Because I don't wanna do this anymore

I'm getting drunk on the dorm room floor
Don't wanna do this anymore
I'm making peace on my bathroom floor
I'm making peace on my bathroom floor



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Writer(s): Josh Peters
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