homegrown

Stomach ache, stomach ache
I'm the idiot who ate a whole cake

Happy birthday, happy birthday
Clock's been ticking yet again

In my head I'm still sweet sixteen
It's not denial but a lack of sense of time

Sixteen, eighteen, seventeen, twenty, nineteen,
Twenty-one and -two and -three

What month is it in your eyes
I want to know
No need to overanalyse
But instead she said:
Romanticise your hometown
And your day to day to day to day life

If you didn't wanna see us bloom
You should've thrown the seeds away, away

But oh too late, you're too late

"Weeds! Weeds!" they panic,
We're threatening their soil
Weeds! Weeds!

What month is it in your eyes
I need to know
I'm not here to criticise
But still she replies:
Romanticise your hometown
And your day to day to day to day life

And oh, bury us deep in the ground
We'll grow a little more

Oh, bury us deep in the ground
We'll grow a little more

If I romanticise my hometown
And my day to day to day to day life
Will I see the months through your eyes
Will I?

She said: romanticise your hometown
And your day to day to day to day life



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