A seed to place in the garden grow by Too Birds Lyrics
[V1: Realname]
I won the race the race to the womb
First prize a new body
I'm not ready
Fuck blood I was a comfy nothing
Fuck you I was sleeping buddy
My lease is up out the room
Now I'm not okay
I got zero k
Hang myself with my hero's cape
Only awake at a wake
Turn me in
Turn me up
Somebody turn me off
You don't hear a fucking word that I fear to say
Until it's too late like auf wiedersehen
[Hook: Realname]
I, lay in my booth
In a case on display
In a state of decay
My fate is my truth
And I hate it this way
And it pains me to say
My claim is my newt but it’s the one thing that I take my grave
[V2: Teether]
They all fiends to me
Get to stepping, sprinting, tripping
Mirror crack and shatter louder than the station
And we're back in factions
Saliva fall and splatter out of satisfaction
Armour on the arm resents the action
If I die don't tell nobody
Leave the flesh to leave the body
'til no eyes remain inside to pry out
I skipped the day to cry 'bout everything
When hopelessness adorns the ring
Still flipping birds until the tradies sing
Acting like it doesn't matter
[Hook: Realname & Teether]
I, lay in my booth
In a case on display
In a state of decay
My fate is my truth
And I hate it this way
And it pains me to say
My claim is my newt but it’s the one thing that I take my grave
I won the race the race to the womb
First prize a new body
I'm not ready
Fuck blood I was a comfy nothing
Fuck you I was sleeping buddy
My lease is up out the room
Now I'm not okay
I got zero k
Hang myself with my hero's cape
Only awake at a wake
Turn me in
Turn me up
Somebody turn me off
You don't hear a fucking word that I fear to say
Until it's too late like auf wiedersehen
[Hook: Realname]
I, lay in my booth
In a case on display
In a state of decay
My fate is my truth
And I hate it this way
And it pains me to say
My claim is my newt but it’s the one thing that I take my grave
[V2: Teether]
They all fiends to me
Get to stepping, sprinting, tripping
Mirror crack and shatter louder than the station
And we're back in factions
Saliva fall and splatter out of satisfaction
Armour on the arm resents the action
If I die don't tell nobody
Leave the flesh to leave the body
'til no eyes remain inside to pry out
I skipped the day to cry 'bout everything
When hopelessness adorns the ring
Still flipping birds until the tradies sing
Acting like it doesn't matter
[Hook: Realname & Teether]
I, lay in my booth
In a case on display
In a state of decay
My fate is my truth
And I hate it this way
And it pains me to say
My claim is my newt but it’s the one thing that I take my grave