Deceived to think I was living in heaven when it merely turned out to be hell
Discovered the devil had made a home of you, planting seeds in your darkest places
Who knew those seeds would grow into trees and root themselves deep within your veins  branching out towards everyone around you
I remember a time your knuckles implanted the seeds in me while your neglect of 3 words helped them to grow.
I tried for so long to get the seeds out, plowing my skin with a razor
Desperately trying to unearth them from my veins
But these seeds aren't going anywhere, they've made a garden out of me and they'll grow out of my bones when I finally dig to deep