Miss May I Die On The Vine
I awaken from the coma
Rooted but bending, breaking into
New perspective, changing of focus
Righteous direction, valiant view
Stare a hole through the sun, giver of life
Show me the way
I fear for what I've learned
If I have to die on the vine
I will sharpen the thorns over time
I fear for what I've learned
If I have to die on the vine
Die on the vine
I will sharpеn the thorns over time
I withеr but thrive in the light
Thrive in the light
Further away from the lie
Further away from the lie
Neurotic from my thoughts and emotions
They only bring me drought and disease
This has to be done
I have to move on
This has to be done to move on
And if I have to die on the vine
Die on the vine
I will sharpen the thorns over time
I wither but thrive in the light
Thrive in the light
Further away from the lie
If I have to fight to survive
I will sharpen the thorns over time
I wither but thrive in the light
Thrive in the light
Further away from the lie
Further away from the lie
Further away from the lie
Further away from the lie
Further away from the lie
Further away from the lie
Further away from the lie
