Caladium
A lack of a threat won't define disposition
But Minhas craft brewery might
And it stings like a burden, something I can't ignore
Feeling good is hardly alright
I am sick of uncommitted plants
Leaves I water always turn up dead
Maybe you can teach me how to grow
I'm not scared of learning anymore
Pushing me on down the hallway
To walking straight if ever I stray
Still afraid to throw it all away
I'll keep my plans if ever they change
There's something ironic when I'm wanting to be
Like somebody with less guaranteed
But each time I miss, I don't feel any different
Feeling good is hardly alright
Feeling good but sinking cause
I am sick of uncommitted plants
Leaves I water always turn up dead
Maybe you can teach me how to grow
I'm not scared of learning anymore
Pushing me on down the hallway
To walking straight if ever I stray
Still afraid to throw it all away
I'll keep my plans if ever they change
I've been digging green red flags
I won't believe in simple stress
Yes, I've been holding green red flags
And I'll be leaving all my best
I've been digging green red flags
I won't believe in simple stress
Yes, I've been holding green red flags
And I'll be leaving all my best
I've been holding green red flags
Yes, I've been holding green red flags
But Minhas craft brewery might
And it stings like a burden, something I can't ignore
Feeling good is hardly alright
I am sick of uncommitted plants
Leaves I water always turn up dead
Maybe you can teach me how to grow
I'm not scared of learning anymore
Pushing me on down the hallway
To walking straight if ever I stray
Still afraid to throw it all away
I'll keep my plans if ever they change
There's something ironic when I'm wanting to be
Like somebody with less guaranteed
But each time I miss, I don't feel any different
Feeling good is hardly alright
Feeling good but sinking cause
I am sick of uncommitted plants
Leaves I water always turn up dead
Maybe you can teach me how to grow
I'm not scared of learning anymore
Pushing me on down the hallway
To walking straight if ever I stray
Still afraid to throw it all away
I'll keep my plans if ever they change
I've been digging green red flags
I won't believe in simple stress
Yes, I've been holding green red flags
And I'll be leaving all my best
I've been digging green red flags
I won't believe in simple stress
Yes, I've been holding green red flags
And I'll be leaving all my best
I've been holding green red flags
Yes, I've been holding green red flags
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Writer(s): Graden Hill
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