Voidhood - Withher Lyrics

Although the grass is greener on the other side
Mowing the lawn is still a complainable task
And there's still people who perve on the rosy-cheeked girl
Kneeling in the rose beds
Now she hides in the garden shed
But she's still surrounded by tools
Droplets weigh her down it's the wilting hour
Downpour the spit from animals
Petals droop low, stripped of her glow
Unable to ever show
I don't think my corpse will ever decay
Mother said I'd always be a pretty boy
Seen the thoughts ticking behind my gaze
Contravene the seed, respect the soil
I don't think my corpse will ever decay
Mother said I'd always be a pretty boy
Seen the thoughts ticking behind my gaze
Contravene the seed, respect the soil
How often can she clip the wild roses and not get pricked?
How often can she walk down the boulevard and not get pricked?
Don't treat the soil like dirt boy
Praise the womb of the earth boy
(How often can she clip the wild roses and not get pricked?)
Now wipe those hands on your shirt boy
Because you've got a chance for rebirth boy
(How often can she walk down the boulevard and not get pricked?)
With her
Stand with her
You won't wither
With her
I don't think her corpse will ever decay
She is such a pretty girl