Burke Reid - Avant Gardener lyrics

[Verse 1] I sleep in late, another day Oh, what a wonder, oh, what a waste It's a Monday, it's so mundane What exciting things will happen today? The yard is full of hard rubbish, it's a mess and I guess the neighbours must think we run a meth lab We should amend that, I pull the sheets back It's forty degrees and I feel like I'm dying Life's getting hard in here so I do some gardening Anything to take my mind away from where it's supposed to be The nice lady next door talks of green beds And all the nice things that she wants to plant in them I wanna grow tomatoes on the front steps Sunflowers, bean sprouts, sweet corn and radishes I feel proactive, I pull out weeds All of a sudden [Chorus] I'm having trouble breathing in I'm having trouble breathing in I'm having trouble breathing in I'm having trouble breathing in [Verse 2] My hands are shaky, my knees are weak I can't seem to stand on my own two feet I'm breathing but I'm wheezing, feel like I'm emphysem-ing My throat feels like a funnel filled with Weet-Bix and kerosene and Oh no, next thing I know they call up triple-0 I'd rather die than owe the hospital 'til I get old I get adrenaline straight to the heart I feel like Uma Thurman post-overdosing kick start Reminds me of the time when I was really sick and I Had too much pseudoephedrine and I couldn't sleep at night Halfway down High Street, Andy looks ambivalent He's probably wondering what I'm doing getting in an ambulance The paramedic thinks I'm clever 'cause I play guitar I think she's clever 'cause she stops people dying Anaphylactic and super hypocondriactic Should've stayed in bed today, I much prefer the mundane I take a hit from an asthma puffer I do it wrong, I was never good at smoking bongs [Chorus] I'm not that good at breathing in I'm not that good at breathing in I'm not that good at breathing in