Weeds Lyrics - Queen Adreena

Weeds
(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.