bad seeds Lyrics

Chasing every need

Every twisted desire

Hatching in my head

From the eggs you brooded

Can't fit with my kin

They plant flowers so I can rip them

No I won't call it a sin

Since no one is gleaning them

I'd rather not be what you want me to be

And thanks for the stigma provided

But I'd like to see the bees I'd rather bloom than be dead

I'd rather bloom than be dead

This Times are for losers

For the ones who failed it

For the bad seeds that tried

To grow through concrete

For the bad seeds that tried

To grow through concrete

I'd rather not be what you want me to be

And thanks for the stigma provided

But I'd like to see the bees I'd rather bloom than be dead

I'd rather bloom than be dead

For the bad seeds that tried

To grow through concrete