Butterflies and bumble bees
they'll all be singing
tulips and magnolias
they'll all be dancing
they just don't know
what they're awaiting
maybe its the winter
maybe its the snow
they don't know
what they waiting for
maybe its the end
maybe its the end (of their lives)
Lollipops and sweets
don't do they remind me
about suicidal tendencies
that I've been seeing
they just don't know
what they're awaiting
maybe its the winter
maybe its the snow
they don't know
what they waiting for
maybe its the end
maybe its the end (of their lives)
Hand over the bottle
I just can't take it
Get me out of this dream
I won't make it
I just wasn't prepared
I never waited
ohh ohhh ohhhh ohhhhhhhhhhhhh
