Poppies

I just can't sleep
The only one I need
Has once attempt
The devil never rests

I took a stand
To fall now it's too late
I just can't sleep
I focus and I wait

Problems grows like poppies in the field
My problems grows like poppies in the field
My problems grows like poppies in the field
My problems grows like poppies in the field

My friends told me
Too sticked to the plan
My evil heart
Encourages me to act

Our save the hand?
The taste of heaven
Simply cannot
Be thrown upon I said

Problems grows like poppies in the field
My problems grows like poppies in the field
My problems grows like poppies in the field
My problems grows like poppies in the field



Credits
Writer(s): John Wlaysewski, Kenneth Todd Weisbach, William Ryan George
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