Blossom
Settled down my head to sleep
Teeth marked lips and tongue in cheek
I'm still sorry for my head
I'll burn into my skin again
Keep on telling me I'm worthless
My skin is crawling on the surface
I'm sorry I gave you my all
You'll bury me
I'll catch your fall
Would you give me an option?
Would you give me a sign?
That passed all your judgment
Would you give me some time?
If I burnt all my letters
To write on my arm
The gift that you gave me
But you'll never learn
So you'll never forgive me
For all that I've done
I'll never forgive you
You'll never learn
So I lit up my nightmares
With the cause of the crime
With all my forgiveness
I was wasting my time
Would you give me an option?
Would you give me a sign?
That passed all your judgment
Would you give me some time?
If I burnt all my letters
To write on my arm
The gift that you gave me
But you'll never learn
So write on your arm, it makes you feel stupid
I know you were wrong, I hope this was worth it
So write on your arm, it makes you feel stupid
I know you were wrong, I hope this was worth it
Now I've played every option
I've given my time
Now I've burnt every canvas
In this temple of my design
If my time lets the scars heal
There's a truth in the lie
That I'm getting better
I lived for a while
Teeth marked lips and tongue in cheek
I'm still sorry for my head
I'll burn into my skin again
Keep on telling me I'm worthless
My skin is crawling on the surface
I'm sorry I gave you my all
You'll bury me
I'll catch your fall
Would you give me an option?
Would you give me a sign?
That passed all your judgment
Would you give me some time?
If I burnt all my letters
To write on my arm
The gift that you gave me
But you'll never learn
So you'll never forgive me
For all that I've done
I'll never forgive you
You'll never learn
So I lit up my nightmares
With the cause of the crime
With all my forgiveness
I was wasting my time
Would you give me an option?
Would you give me a sign?
That passed all your judgment
Would you give me some time?
If I burnt all my letters
To write on my arm
The gift that you gave me
But you'll never learn
So write on your arm, it makes you feel stupid
I know you were wrong, I hope this was worth it
So write on your arm, it makes you feel stupid
I know you were wrong, I hope this was worth it
Now I've played every option
I've given my time
Now I've burnt every canvas
In this temple of my design
If my time lets the scars heal
There's a truth in the lie
That I'm getting better
I lived for a while
Credits
Writer(s): Dan Phillips, Daniel O'brien, Dominic Camille Hoven, Josef Dean Lovett, Ronan Samolinski
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