Cut off at the stem
Oh seedless products
Starving to live
Or else unfucked
When the season ends
You're the relief
But that can never change
My winter grief
Cut off at the stem!
Cut off at the stem, oh oh oh!
Cut off at the stem, oh!
Cut off at the stem, oh!
Cut off at the stem
And an angel once told me
Stories that I would pull through
Cut off at the stem
And an angel told me stories
Of you and the sea
Cut off at the stem
And an angel once told me
That I would pull, I would pull through
Cut off at the stem
And an angel told me stories of you
That I must think that I won't pull through
Pressure is heavy
Moods are unstable
Money is power
Love is unable
To find your roots
Amidst the commotion
To find yourself
Or lose your devotion
Cut off at the stem!
Cut off at the stem, oh oh oh!
Cut off at the stem, oh!
Cut off at the stem, oh!
Cut off at the stem
And it makes me feel like you
Don't fuckin' love me no more
Baby, it's true
Cut off at the stem
And an angel told me once
That I, I, I will pull through
Lucky, without it be unknown
The whole wide world is a brand new story
Type not written
This wait is so boring
Creativity is lost in all it's glory
Cut off at the stem!
Cut off at the stem, oh oh oh!
Cut off at the stem, oh!
Cut off at the stem, oh oh!
Cut off at the stem
And it makes me feel like you
Don't fuckin' love me no more
Baby, it's true
Cut off at the stem
And an angel told me once
That I, I, I will pull through
