This Is Still My Garden

© 2026 Exidious — Lyrics, composition, vocal upload ♫ Join Viibr AI Music Discord ♫ - https://discord.gg/viibr ────────────────────────────────── There is a problem, In the garden, I'm not sure, what to do, About my, tangled view I have a problem, its all in the garden I keep plucking the weeds, Finding new seeds, I dig deep, removing the old roots, They keep growing back, with new needs, And all I do is, repeat, I pull and pull and pull I lose control, There's only one thing left, To do.. Cut it down, it still grows back, feeding on the things I lack. Cut it down, still it rises, living off each quiet crisis. Cut it down, the roots hold fast, growing like my broken past. Cut it down, it won’t let go, buried deep it always grows. Just cut me down! All that is left, Bone bleached grass Nothing, should grow.. I've tried insecticides, Pesticides, Herbicides, Changed the soil, a thousand times, Anything they prescribe, Still they survive, No matter what I apply, I pull and pull and pull I lose control, There's only one thing left, To do.. Cut it down, it still grows back, feeding on the things I lack. Cut it down, still it rises, living off each quiet crisis. Cut it down, the roots hold fast, growing like my broken past. Cut it down, it won’t let go, buried deep it always grows. Just cut me down! All that is left, Bone bleached grass Nothing, should grow.. No matter what, This is still my garden, I take my time, try to make it cleaner Every time I do, it grows a little weirder, But hey, at least it's my bone dry, grass Funny how the weeds.... grow greener?.... (sigh....) I pull and pull and pull I lose control, There's only one thing left, To do.. Cut it down, it still grows back, feeding on the things I lack. Cut it down, still it rises, living off each quiet crisis. Cut it down, the roots hold fast, growing like my broken past. Cut it down, it won’t let go, buried deep it always grows. Just cut me down! Just, cut me... out Leave my bones, On the bone-dry grass