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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

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

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

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

see the beauty in each flower
Painted with each passing hour
As the sun begins to set
Love grows within from disconnect
Yeah
Life can be too hard
Living

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

drinking your free cola

Maccas runs at midnight, your love for the sunrise

Fighting over tv, couldn't ever agree 

Photos with the flowers, on the phone

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

feel it
All my older homies sayin drunk cigs don't count

Money is the power cept when power is the flower
And the money really hours, and the flower

wanna bring you flowers, make you laugh for hours
Let's go to Jamaica to our private island, call it ours
Baby, you like 0-9 sour, I'm high off you for

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

Grand gestures can't fix this
You never did the dishes
All I needed were the little things 
But you still sent the flowers
Begged and begged for

More lands more lambs
More soap to clean their hands
More banks  more built towers, more cars
More concrete blasting the flowers 
More work, more

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

Have you ever payed attention
To the little things in life
The smell of rain
Leaves of a flower
The sunshine at golden hour

Have you ever payed

want all of this smog out my living room
I want the seeds to be flowers
The years to be hours
The world to be ours
The tumbling of towers
The bitter

stretch far enough to see
Will they cover you and me
Mornings that are filled with flowers
Darkness marks the fallen hour
We drink to what we couldn't see

in love

everyday i love you more
forever what i adore
as potions with the flower
i need you every hour
my love for you
cannot ignore

never dream

the phone
Feel every change in the tone
Is something wrong
Spitting up the flowers
Hours unravel
The miles traveled
Midnight kiss the bliss I'm missing

piano
I hope she dreams of me
No more dreams Nate
No more dreams Nate
Why can't I find my bass
Why can't I find my bass
I just wanna buy her flowers
talk

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

Smell the flowers, hear the rain
Spending hours, feel no pain (ooh)
Run into the your arms, I’m overdue 
(Overdue)
World is ours, life-unchain
Use

trippin

We're just wilted flowers
Hours will devour
Times not in my power
Fuck me I lost our love
And after some days, some nights, some weeks
Keep looking

of restraining em he ain't afraid Of em
Aiming a fade at em
Maiming and mauling em
Making em fallen ones
If they ain't followers
Now give me my flowers
I put in