| Song | Weeds |
| Artist | Queenadreena |
| Album | Taxidermy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| (K.J.Garside / C.Gray) | |
| There is an anger comes off this girl, | |
| That she can't find an origin, | |
| The things | |
| I plant won't grow, | |
| Yet the wild weeds flower in wind and snow. | |
| Nothing to be nothing to prove, | |
| Nowhere to go nothing to lose. | |
| When will my season come, | |
| Was I born of infertile soil, | |
| Is my seed without song, | |
| Can I not see the woods for these forests in my head, | |
| Can I not see the sunlight as | |
| I play dead? | |
| Nothing to be nothing to prove, | |
| Nowhere to go nothing to lose. |