Flowers Have Thorns Too

I've been a cold second seeder but I never lift my feet up

Cause I'm grinded to the earth I've been connected with my features

Brown hair, brown eyes, like that dirt that's from the bottom

Got a circle full of pedals, but my roots is what got them

Dirty boots, dirty shoes, dirty clothes, I'm the truth

Never losing who I am, I'm here to tell you that's the truth

Every flower has a dead leaf I'm branching off the new

Can't grow what's been dead too much water into you

No overfilling into my pot, spread it out no tip top

My glass is half full not half empty if you still watch

The rain is my rose top that's leading through my soul stock