Kristoff Krane - Picking Flowers Next to Roadk** lyrics

I sat, Cahoots Coffee Shop, quarter past seven Relaxed, he walked up, he said he ran out of gas I said "What? Said you're stuck? Well let me help, I'd love to help" He looked me dead into my eyes, and said that he'd do it himself Okay, but if I may just take a peek into your car I'd like to rea**ure myself that I can truly play a part I did. It was as close to empty as I was to giving in I grabbed my wallet with my left, and with my right, I reached for his Wasn't sure how to feel or exactly what to think All I could do was take it in and hope and pray he wouldn't take advantage of my weakness, call it that, there is no shame I feel not bad for being kind, it's in my nature to regain That faith I had in human beings right before he beat me up Drank up all my coffee, grabbed my cash, and stole my car Now, who's to blame for the war? Was the price paid in full? Or, did the decisions I make do nothing but support the k**? Everyone I know is oppressed Everyone I know causes pain Everyone I know is depressed Everyone I know is afraid to stand naked Everyone I know, I invent Picking Flowers Next to Roadk**, hold still Till the cold chill owns you, no will Go build, destroy what you won't build No guilt, the choice is the whole feel

[Repeat once] Cherokee Park, meditating, kicked in the face, I awoke I was shook, I could finally taste pain Met the Devil's daughter, she was lost Claimed she never met her father and resented her mom, codename: God "Look at me", I said. She shut her eyes, and said "Okay" I opened mine back up, and somehow she had went away I considered accepting the chance that it was meant to be I was alone the whole time, because she let me be Too deep to think it's empty, she actually meant well Even though her effort led to Heaven, her head still reflected Hell Any stranger from a block away could see her motives were in runes But either way, a cry for wolf is still a cry Hold the bruise, I try to use the best of both worlds presented But I typically go overboard, abusing all perspective, a fool I was a slave to my habits that indeed create the waves, so you can try to save the planet, but... Everyone I know is oppressed Everyone I know causes pain Everyone I know is depressed Everyone I know is afraid to stand naked Everyone I know, I invent Picking Flowers Next to Roadk**, hold still Till the cold chill owns you, no will Go build, destroy what you won't build No guilt, the choice is the whole feel [Repeat once]