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that I been,
Watering dead flowers, hours running by
The way you make me feel in your arms
cnd I forgot what's real
But now we're done, and now you're

Maggie and tony are getting married
They make the concept seem less scary
Maggie's painting the staircase with flowers
They've got hours and hours

believe I miss you

I could buy you some flowers
Listen to you for hours
It's hard to say I miss you

How you spend your time?
Looking at the sky ?
Like we

day
Instead of take-out
It's an effort you cannot ignore
If you could hold please, someone's at the door
With fizzy and flowers
Biblical trousers, doing

showing love
Trynna' be that flower
Doing road 
Long long hours
And when I'm toasty
I be like Jack Bauer 

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Tell em I

diamonds
Streaks of marigold flicker through the holes
Showing you that I never let you go

Wilted flowers
Receiving line lasted for hours
A loneliness

and tired of singing love songs
I just need somebody that I can just love long
And I don't want your flowers
I just want your hours
Without you my love cowers

its got me scared - 
All this talk about sleeping
Cos when I go to bed
The darkness comes creeping
And just like a flower in bloom for an hour, or two

that i do 

don't want your flowers i just want your hours 
i just need your time and can i have you for mine 
and i'd be satisfied no daisies 
just

when I stop for
Flowers
I get lost for hours
You could join one day
Maybe take the long way
Avoid the heartache and you'll stay the
The same
I'll be

between the flowers 
for one, two, three hours 
i breathe in their scent 
while the trees bloom 
what a beautiful event 
look at all this beauty 
staring

showing love
Trynna' be that flower
Doing road 
Long long hours
And when I'm toasty
I be like Jack Bauer 

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Tell em I

A bed made of flowers
And rain falls for hours
Staircase tile breaks in your home
Your bones, they sleep alone

A grave can grow sour
And make away

showing love
Trynna' be that flower
Doing road 
Long long hours
And when I'm toasty
I be like Jack Bauer 

If you know a pagan wey no like this 
Tell em I

Oh you tattered flower
Every minute takes an hour
Every cloud, a razor lining
The in crowd's got you pining
For those nights you spent
In a quiet bed

I mean
Harder than it seems, I gotta succeed
Feel all of this pressure around me
I pray that my mind don't get clouded
Smoking on flower
Round

flower
Pours a glass, no hour
With a mellow mix so sour
A flawless ritual that keeps the world leaders in line
Checks and balances disguised as wine

as those flowers make me sneeze for hours, I can fix it with some purple steeped tea
Helping each other forever and ever, they can teach us things we should

Plunge your knife
Through my cries
They're heavy when I
Hide
Take a breath
From the hole in my neck and
Steam will flower like a rose
This hour's slipping

one of your flowers
It blooms by the hour
The hour when trees are playing dead

Hide, you little swan who gets by
Hide a little more and come undone
cll

I'm pimpin'
Living in the deep
Maybe some flowers
Took me like an hour
Showed me for the car
Now we moving all with power
I'm superstitious
Gotta have

the Flower Boy
Paid by the hour boy
Coward pushing power boy
Play them from a tower boy
I cook them like a flour boy
How you gon' talk like a rat?
How you gon'

Pretty flowers and broken things
Endless hours and broken dreams
Summer skies and little white lies
Bumblebees, birds in the trees
Hurtful words that

flowers, girl I'll get you flowers Stare at you for hours, stare at you for hours
The stars remind me of you And I wanna just go do something new with you