Flowers grow outside the house They rise beneath the clouds It's nature's fault, oh And how can something so unique Grow from dirty seeds, I ask you
Ambulance Sirens and Men in White I feel you squeeze my hand Your grip is tight After I'll fall asleep I'll leave this place But I will be back here
Wake, sleep, turn and repeat again its time to change your life the weeks are dead, i'd kill for the weekend its time to stand and fight there must
