TICKS AND FLOWERS
LittleBoy
I can see, like in the nursery, in my house, in my room
It's the same thing
Ticks are buried in my head, putting their evil thoughts on me
They suck my blood, and just when I trust those little ones
Ticks suck blood to water the flowers on my
Outside, which they cannot with their bad thoughts
They stick in my head, and they leave a bad shoot in my head
The flowers talk to me
At night, when nobody else does
They say, you're good, you're quiet, you're easy to forget
Sometimes they sing me to sleep, sometimes they scream in my ear
Their stems are heavy
Their roots are sharp
I hug them when I'm lonely, they hug back until I bruise
They suck my blood, and just when I trust those little ones
Ticks suck blood to water the flowers on my
Outside, which they cannot with their bad thoughts
They stick in my head, and they leave a bad shoot in my head
Ticks suck blood to water the flowers on my
Outside, which they cannot with their bad thoughts
They stick in my head, and they leave a bad shoot in my head
Ticks suck blood to water the flowers on my
Outside, which they cannot with their bad thoughts
They stick in my head, and they leave a bad shoot in my head
In my head and in my garden
Ticks and flowers
Ticks and flowers
Ticks and flowers
Ticks and flowers (ticks and flowers)
Hey Osky Yeli
Oh hello, littleboy
You know I'm a little scared
Who will carry my name now?
Easy, little boy, it will rest in good hands
There's nothing to be afraid of
You know, maybe your journey ends here
But you were so brave
Now you can finally rest in peace
But I'm not ready to go, I still want to grow
And you did in your own way
But now
You have to let the density take you in become a part of it
Goodbye for now, little boy, this isn't the end