Picking flower

Picking flower
Picking flower
Picking flower
Smashing down

I was watching from the darkness
of my emptied soul
How you grew from the seed into flower
And were kept for a slew
You were picked up and dropped down
to the steps of an other jilt
she did step on you with no mercy
with no feeling of the guilt

Picking flower
Picking flower
Picking flower
Smashing down