Small Poppies letra

Courtney Barnett


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Small Poppies lyrics

I stare at the lawn it's Wednesday morning
It needs a cut but I'll leave it growing
All different sizes and all shades of green
Slashing it down just seems kinda mean

In a way it's a shame
You get away thinking it's just a game
Who am I to deny myself a pawn for you to use?
At the end of the day
It's a pain that I keep seeing your name
But I'm sure it's a bore being you

I don't know quite who I am
Oh but man I am trying
I make mistakes until I get it right
An eye for an eye
For an eye for an eye
I don't agree with that
Why can't we just talk nice?

Oh the calamity
I wanna go to sleep for an eternity
Who am I to deny myself a pawn?
Oh the humanity
I wanna disappear into obscurity
But I'm sure it's a bore being you

I don't know quite who I am
Oh but man I am trying
I make mistakes until I get it right
An eye for an eye
For an eye for an eye
I used to hate myself but now I think I'm alright

I don't know quite who I am
Oh but man I am trying
I make mistakes until I get it right
An eye for an eye
For an eye for an eye
I dreamed I stabbed you with a coat hanger wire

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Small Poppies is a song interpreted by Courtney Barnett