Undertake

What senseless words do my heart
Pain of mind hurt my spine
Trees of flowers, fallen leaves
Broken by the driven axe
Finally the wishes that we tried
Now come to fall, your impatience
My anger and words I've said
They've said what must be
It makes sense when I don't want
To speak of those with false eyes
I catch the words with open ears
Let them free, rearrange
Small misdeeds won't affect me
If I will fall, I'll still grow a flower
And your tone of silence draws
Destruction from my own nest
Majorettes (no)
Sisqo (no)
Ego (no)
That is fine
Majorettes (no)
Sisqo (no)
Ego (no)
That is fine