I.C.D.K.

I dont know why
I keep my nose in the dead dirt,just because
I stepped on a rake once,trying to smell the infinite field of sunflower
Oh, you,Oh, me,
I dont know why
I keep my nose in the dead dirt,just because
I stepped on a rake once,trying to smell the infinite field of sunflower
I see decay, in the coming days.
I dont know why
I keep my nose in the dead dirt,just because
I stepped on a rake once,trying to smell the infinite field of sunflower
Oh, you,Oh, me.