Off to the Woods

Limousine fever dream Recurring scene becomes a meme Burnt into my memory Hallucinating stimuli Holding out for the world to end So I can catch my breath again Round and round and round we go I love the trees, but I hate the snow One thing I need to know Where do the flowers grow Scroll and like in the sun My daily dose of instant fun Ring-a-ding, giving in Already miss what I haven't seen You're the jury and the judge I appeal, but you won't budge You're in color, I am grey Every dog shall have its day One thing I need to know Where do the flowers grow I'm off to the woods, yeah here I go