I.C.D.K.

I don't 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 don't 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 don't 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.