Marigolds Lyrics

I'm scared of dying

Poetry

It's the way that your hair glows

In my hands like an heirloom

Lay of bedding made of marigolds

Cause we couldn't make it to your room, yeah

Everybody want's to know our lives

Unpredictable how we ain't ever fall in line

They saw a picture of me leaving your place

Made a story up but it was rearranged

Forwarding the photo to another page

Did you see her hanging out with Simon Grace

Was it real or was it fake

I could tell what he gave me was real

I know with you it's surreal

I would take you anywhere

Mutually trusted love, this bullshit isn't that

I'm synced up to the rhythm of her voices and her laugh

She's swallowing the pillow while I'm blowing out her back

Swallowing the medicine that was hid in my bag

Following the blood and then proceed to clean the mess

Life is a fantasy it's hard to swallow and forget

It's the way that your hair glows

In my hands like an heirloom

Lay of bedding made of marigolds

Cause we couldn't make it to your room