no i will not leaveni'm happy left behindnstare in disbeliefntruth could strike me blindntruth is no one knowsnhow the garden growsnbe gone mistaken weedsnits something we don't neednnyou know what they would saynthey'd say it all day longnsomeone should strike them deadncant we all get alongni'm blooming on the vine nopened like your mindnnwe are all outlawed under the lawntryin' to find the waynnwell I don't look the part,nso I don't play the rolenand wave the savior's netncomplain about my soulnI've seen a wall of deathnwith poison on my breathnblooming on the vinenopened like your mindnnwe are all outlawed under the lawntryin' to find the waynnwe are all outlawed under the lawntryin' to find the way