Cut off at the stem Oh seedless products Starving to live Or else unfucked When the season ends You're the relief But that can never change My winter grief Cut off at the stem! Cut off at the stem, oh oh oh! Cut off at the stem, oh! Cut off at the stem, oh! Cut off at the stem And an angel once told me Stories that I would pull through Cut off at the stem And an angel told me stories Of you and the sea Cut off at the stem And an angel once told me That I would pull, I would pull through Cut off at the stem And an angel told me stories of you That I must think that I won't pull through Pressure is heavy Moods are unstable Money is power Love is unable To find your roots Amidst the commotion To find yourself Or lose your devotion Cut off at the stem! Cut off at the stem, oh oh oh! Cut off at the stem, oh! Cut off at the stem, oh! Cut off at the stem And it makes me feel like you Don't fuckin' love me no more Baby, it's true Cut off at the stem And an angel told me once That I, I, I will pull through Lucky, without it be unknown The whole wide world is a brand new story Type not written This wait is so boring Creativity is lost in all it's glory Cut off at the stem! Cut off at the stem, oh oh oh! Cut off at the stem, oh! Cut off at the stem, oh oh! Cut off at the stem And it makes me feel like you Don't fuckin' love me no more Baby, it's true Cut off at the stem And an angel told me once That I, I, I will pull through