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I just want my flowers while I can still smell 'em I just want my flowers while I'm still here Just give me my flowers while I can still smell 'em I just want my flowers while I'm still here While I'm still here Maybe it's crazy and maybe it's unrealistic To think that you'd remember me after I hit the exits I'm swimming in hidden messages, obvious to my exes And obvious to the ones tuned in to the connection I'm holding on to the thought of just living on Whеn I'm holding on to my moms and my pops like I'm extra strong Thesе two feet been on the press, it been longer than I can specify Living life on an exodus, never find me to testify Gotta exercise caution when I'm talking 'Cause I lose my place often and I lost all of my watches Feeling like my mind been moshing When I sleep I turn and tossing Haunted by the very prospect of getting lost in the process So when you play it, play it loud for all to hear And play it loud enough to wake up all the ghosts floating in here I'm tired of fighting for my love, I just want something that's real But maybe this is all I get until I jet I just want my flowers while I can still smell 'em I just want my flowers while I'm still here SongtexteJust give me my flowers while I can still smell 'em I just want my flowers while I'm still here (Yeah) While I'm still here- -Now can you see me? For all now that I freely Bring out to every scheme We been posted up like a retweet I'm killing every piece I'm putting upon my sheet like really? All this fucking heat I've dropped and you're still asking me for freebies? Please be gone with the static, you're only here for the art like- Critics who sit to judge but never budge to play the part right I'm walking 'round this coliseum hoping I can talk to legions Couldn't sell enough tickets, it's now become a mausoleum Don't cry for me, it's still a fact I'm out here bouncing bread Although that's never the thing that's getting me out of bed I want the accolades I want the trophies too You keep the track for fame I'm good with known by few I'm good with underrated I'm good with overdue To good to blow up, ain't he? Not good enough to queue Well that's all good, I'll just keep planting seeds to tell 'em That "One day you're gon' pick up these flowers I just need to sell 'em" I just want my flowers while I can still smell 'em I just want my flowers while I'm still here Just give me my flowers while I can still smell 'em I just want my flowers while I'm still here While I'm still here Aus Songtexte Mania