Charlie Bookout Studio Works - Sunflower Lyrics

White hot searing the flesh of my brain, there's a flower made from a star
Someone planted it in my chest, and on a shelf there sits a jar
Within that jar is the sum of my existence just before I got the call
To fall in love with all the wrong women, play the game with the wrong ball

Burnin' up, burnin' up, Sunflower

White hot searing the flesh of my brain, there's a flower made from a star
Someone planted it in my chest, and on a shelf there sits a jar
Within that jar is the sum of my existence just before I got the call
To fall in love with all the wrong women, play the game with the wrong ball
The wrong ball . . . yeah

Tenfold pressure between my eyes. I'm walkin' nine inches off the ground
Eight nerve endings in the back of my neck make me jump seven leaps and bounds
Six sunflowers stood in the shadow of a five-raindrop cloud
Four dark ravens came from the east and saw the flowers proud
The birds ate half the flowers before the farmer made them fly
Of the three that were left, the farmer rescued two
Leaving one out there to die
Zero is the goal, zero is the mark
I am the last sunflower

The people I love don't love me back. The ones that do don't give me cash
I think I'll move to Wall Street and wait there for the crash
Sizzlin' and poppin' from inside out as my crush begins to smoke
The ones I want I can never have, the ones I have make me wanna choke

Sunflower never happy with the sun, it's not enough or he wants some more
I'm having fun on this spiral slide, but at the end is the asylum door

It's been raining for nine days straight and I feel like I'm burnin' inside
And oh God help me 'cause I feel like I'm burnin' alive
Yeah, I feel like I'm burnin' inside
Burnin' inside

White hot searing the flesh of my brain, there's a flower made from a star
Someone planted it in my chest, and on a shelf there sits a jar
Within that jar is the sum of my existence just before I got the call
To fall in love with all the wrong women, play the game with the wrong ball