Walk
And I'm taking my midnight stroll
When the moon is full
Well, how many flowers
Does it take for one to learn
We know we've been drinking
Due to this sphere leaking
Yeah, the patience of a sidewalk
Can dissipate the side talk
We know we've been thinking
How we've all been slipping
An insomniac on a helpless track
On the verge to crack
We're all under attack
With a finish line nearing in sight
As they multiply
With their trends outright
And I'm taking my midnight stroll
When the moon is full
Maybe an override
Can preach to fortify
A miracle for all of us
Oh, but how can we all trust
It hits hard in the soft part
Oh, of the brain that's getting scarce
A danger for all of us
There's a meteor about to crush
An insomniac on a helpless track
On the verge to crack
We're all under attack
With a finish line nearing in sight
As they multiply
With their trends, oh
An insomniac on a helpless track
On the verge to crack
We're all under attack
With a finish line nearing in sight
As they multiply
With their trends outright
And I'm taking my midnight stroll
When the moon is full
All I've got is my leaves and trees
To assume I'm not alone
And I'm taking my lengthy walk
Along the thinning chalk
With a cigar in my pocket
To blow out all the wrong
To blow out all the wrong, all the wrong
I'll blow out all the wrong
How many flowers
Does it take for one to learn
When the moon is full
Well, how many flowers
Does it take for one to learn
We know we've been drinking
Due to this sphere leaking
Yeah, the patience of a sidewalk
Can dissipate the side talk
We know we've been thinking
How we've all been slipping
An insomniac on a helpless track
On the verge to crack
We're all under attack
With a finish line nearing in sight
As they multiply
With their trends outright
And I'm taking my midnight stroll
When the moon is full
Maybe an override
Can preach to fortify
A miracle for all of us
Oh, but how can we all trust
It hits hard in the soft part
Oh, of the brain that's getting scarce
A danger for all of us
There's a meteor about to crush
An insomniac on a helpless track
On the verge to crack
We're all under attack
With a finish line nearing in sight
As they multiply
With their trends, oh
An insomniac on a helpless track
On the verge to crack
We're all under attack
With a finish line nearing in sight
As they multiply
With their trends outright
And I'm taking my midnight stroll
When the moon is full
All I've got is my leaves and trees
To assume I'm not alone
And I'm taking my lengthy walk
Along the thinning chalk
With a cigar in my pocket
To blow out all the wrong
To blow out all the wrong, all the wrong
I'll blow out all the wrong
How many flowers
Does it take for one to learn
Credits
Writer(s): Zac Mercure
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