Hey, flower, why do you grow so slow?
Does it spit for the sky? I love you so
Hold the soft hand of the red sun
And drift away until your troubles are done

Hey, mister, what troubles you so [?]
It [?]
[?] and I grim the skies
But the [?] sky

Sweet-sweet bright, sweet-sweet bright
Hey, [?]
[?] to your [?]
I'll just, yeah, I'll just, yeah, yeah

Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher

An Ill Jest song meanings
Add your thoughts

No Comments

sort form View by:
  • No Comments

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top