Weeds

Cut the weeds They say all the weeds That grows down the walls Splitting the seams But I love the weeds Cuz they grow anew Through the drought and the rain They got rid of you Nah nah nah nah no no Tasha You got it twisted 'round your fanga Nah nah nah nah no no mister I sensed a danger in your essence Yes these weeds they taught me lessons Though my burdens never lessen Look at me Look at me I am Consumed By guilt and fear It all angers me Remember it's just the weeds It doesn't discredit me No from being that "bishuazee" Look at me Look at me Cut the weeds they say All the weeds they say Cut the weeds they say All the weeds they say They say Cut the weeds They say all the weeds That grows down the walls Splitting the seams But I love the weeds Cuz they grow anew Through the drought and the rain They got rid of you I preserve my heart For those who deserve to Taste my sweetness like honeydew I think of you in silent blue As I walk into brighter hues Sans you They say Cut the weeds They say all the weeds That grows down the walls Splitting the seams But I love the weeds Cuz they grow anew Through the drought and the rain They got rid of you