You're eyes are bloodshot
I know you've been crying
Cause you're still lonely inside
You thought you would change by now
But you're still lying
So take this side of suffering silence
What for
What for
How much more
Can you take keeping up that pace
With a losing score
Bloom Bloom
You're seeds are buried far beneath the ground
The mounds of dirt piled up
You can't see all the growing left to do
Bloom, You'll bloom
But you're seeds are buried far beneath the ground
With all the dirt piled up
You can't see all the growing left to do
Your eyes are still bloodshot
Is that not a problem?
You must like the sting in your eyes
Thought you would know by now
It's all a diversion
And in this game you're just a pawn
What for? One more
You're worth more
But you keep praying for your daydreams
In a Vampire's home
Bloom Bloom
You're seeds are buried far beneath the ground
The mounds of dirt piled up
You can't see all the growing left to do
Bloom, You'll bloom
But you're seeds are buried far beneath the ground
With all the dirt piled up
You can't see all the growing left to do
You've got so much more
Growing left to do
There are red flags lining your streets
But you won't stop and look around
There are red flags lining your streets
But you won't stop and look around
Wake up and smell the coffee
There are red flags (red flags) lining your streets
But you won't stop and look around
(Wake up and smell the coffee)
There are red flags (red flags) lining your streets
But you won't stop and look around
Wake up and smell the coffee
Red flags (red flags) (You'll bloom!)
Lining your streets
But you won't stop and look around (But you're seeds are buried far beneath the ground)
Wake up and smell the coffee
There are red flags (red flags) (You'll bloom!)
But you won't stop and look around (You can't see all the growing left to do)
(Wake up and smell the coffee)
You've got so much more growing left to do
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