Queen Adreena - Weeds Lyrics
(K.J.Garside C.Gray)There is an anger comes off this girl,That she can't find an origin,The things I plant won't grow,Yet the wild weeds flower in wind and snow.Nothing to be nothing to prove,Nowhere to go nothing to lose.When will my season come,Was I born of infertile soil,Is my seed without song,Can I not see the woods for these forests in my head,Can I not see the sunlight as I play dead?Nothing to be nothing to prove,Nowhere to go nothing to lose.