Dandelions hold me close to these four walls I call my own
Yellow and grey they mix away did it even matter anyway
And better yet, my head won't rest until these ceaseless thoughts are met
With scrutiny or tyranny didn't even matter away
Constantly wishing for all these things my head keeps listing
A flurry of seeds planted in my mind from day light filtered through the blinds
And I can't seem to comprehend all those things I left unsaid
In the end you'd always weed me out anyway
Sewing their seeds into my mind
And I can't seem to recognise
All of these faces I left behind
And the places that blindside with lies
Maybe I've never felt this low
And maybe i'm better in yellow
Or maybe I'm just okay
With living like a hurricane
Ohh
Constantly wishing for all these things my head keeps listing
A flurry of seeds planted in my mind from day light filtered through the blinds
And I can't seem to comprehend all those things I left unsaid
In the end you'd always weed me out anyway
Maybe I've never felt this low
Maybe I'm better in yellow
Or maybe i'm just okay
With floating away