Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
To Twelve
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jasper Buiter
Songwriter
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Serious intent
Frown upon my glance
Colliding interests
Under the surface
[Verse 2]
Simple occasions
Friendly relations
Deepest complexion
Sans satisfaction
[Verse 3]
The only thing I wish to get up to
Is where I won't be chained like a rose
They're always striking inwards
My thorns while my petals fall onto the floor
[Verse 4]
I was a clay doll
Meant to be playful
Tailor a straight face
Somewhere round sixth grade
[Verse 5]
Might any of it be some good
Or may I be fooling myself?
Now nothing will be as it should
No flowers in the dream sand
[Verse 6]
The only thing I wish to get up to
Is where I won't be chained like a rose
They're always striking inwards
My thorns while my petals fall onto the floor
[Verse 7]
The only thing I wish to get up to
Is where I won't be chained like a rose
They're always striking inwards
My thorns while my petals fall onto the floor
Written by: Jasper Buiter
