Your Flower

A raw, poetic dive into the chaos of everyday life, “Monkeys” blends smoky vocals with a groove that’s equal parts blues, alt-pop, and late-night soul. From broken kettles to cracked mirrors, the verses sketch a world slightly off-kilter—where nothing quite lines up and truth hides behind a grin.
This isn’t just a song; it’s a shrug at the absurdity, a nod to the unspoken heaviness we all carry. With a chorus that names the feeling we can’t explain—“It’s monkeys”—the track becomes a mantra for those moments when life feels twisted, sideways, and strangely familiar.
Perfect for anyone who’s ever laughed through the mess, felt the vibe shift, or caught the truth in someone’s eyes. Play it when the seams don’t fit.


Monkeys

[Verse]
How did I end up here?
I guess I'll never know
The fog is rolling in
As I drive down this road
Now I'm sittin' at the bar
With my long lost friends
We'll talk for hours
And pretend
And it sounds like

[Verse 2]
It's dark
I'm goin' home
I'm driving slow
I'm wide awake
The memories start to flow
The moon is bright
I roll the windows down
And I start to hum the sound
And it sounds like


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