Seven Hour Flower Deuce

I think you’re a little scared
About the way everything looks
When you can’t see yourself
In all the things you dare

I tried my best, will you
Tell them all about me?
Tell them all about me?
‘Sinners Rest’, I tried my best
I’m not sure about the rest

I cut the inside of my cheek
Trying to stop myself
From telling you what I think
To stop my self, to make me shrink
Inside this little space you saved for me
I’m sorry but that’s not enough for me

Can’t we just be herе?
I am a seven hour flower