Wildflowers

Well I’m 28 feeling like I’m 58 Wishing I could run it back To find a better way (yeah) My mind don’t like me, nightmares, Fright me, standing on a corner get Struck by lightning I guess I’m just a minnow Digging out a hole like I’m Zero Well my planet got dark and the rain Don’t stop and the food that I bought Is probably gonna rot You don’t know my name I bet you ain’t heard it When my brain goes bezerk The cannabis don’t work I’m lost, I’m broken I gotta get it rollin’ To find hope And control my emotion I’m lost, I’m broken I gotta get it rollin’ To find hope And control my emotion (yeah) So I’mma write a song mail it off To make it loud make my momma proud Bet I get around now (Nah, Ooo) (Nah, Ooo) (Nah, Ooo) I’m feeling far from loathing This mess is sure foreboding I’m feeling short of stable And I tried, but I’m not able You’re picking wildflowers I’m counting down the hours And I’ll try to keep em secret And I’ll be here through the weekend And I think I’m falling asleep And I think I floated through hell And I guess it’s all in my head And I guess it’s all figured out (Nah, Ooo) (Nah, Ooo) (Nah, Ooo) I’m feeling far from loathing This mess is sure foreboding I’m feeling short of stable And I tried, but I’m not able You’re picking wildflowers And I’m counting down the hours (Nah, Ooo) (Nah, Ooo) (Nah, Ooo) You’re picking wildflowers And I’m counting down the hours You’re picking wildflowers And I’m counting down the hours