A lack of a threat won't define disposition
But Minhas craft brewery might
And it stings like a burden, something I can't ignore
Feeling good is hardly alright
I am sick of uncommitted plants
Leaves I water always turn up dead
Maybe you can teach me how to grow
I'm not scared of learning anymore
Pushing me on down the hallway
To walking straight if ever I stray
Still afraid to throw it all away
I'll keep my plans if ever they change
♪
There's something ironic when I'm wanting to be
Like somebody with less guaranteed
But each time I miss, I don't feel any different
Feeling good is hardly alright
Feeling good but sinking cause
I am sick of uncommitted plants
Leaves I water always turn up dead
Maybe you can teach me how to grow
I'm not scared of learning anymore
Pushing me on down the hallway
To walking straight if ever I stray
Still afraid to throw it all away
I'll keep my plans if ever they change
♪
I've been digging green red flags
I won't believe in simple stress
Yes, I've been holding green red flags
And I'll be leaving all my best
I've been digging green red flags
I won't believe in simple stress
Yes, I've been holding green red flags
And I'll be leaving all my best
♪
I've been holding green red flags
Yes, I've been holding green red flags