Blooms of Oblivion
Judas come close to me
Visit in visions
Tell me the story of how
You swing like an actor in the greyest of gardens
Your tongue hanging free from your mouth
Down at the methadone clinic we waited
Hoping to take home your cure
The curdling cowards, the crackles of China
You say that it's making you pure
And just like Flowers for Algernon
Something's diminished
There's a love like you've never known, pinned to your finish
One, two, six underfoot and you will rise
And in all of your blooms of oblivion
I love you
I love you, see?
Say
See?
Say
Maker, I'm close to you
To deal your departure
To make sure you're nailed to the ground
And all of the glamours, of treacherous traitors
Have all run away from you now
I will stand over you
To breathe in your vapor
As pieces and parts, they dissolve
You plead as a failure
You wait for a saviour
But leave knowing nothing's resolved
And we bring flowers from Albion up to your vision
Hold back, the love that you've never known
You've only this prison
Straight to the hangman's noose, are we born this way?
Handling down a fistful of stories you will never say
I love you, see?
Say
Say
Say
Say
Say
Say
Say
Visit in visions
Tell me the story of how
You swing like an actor in the greyest of gardens
Your tongue hanging free from your mouth
Down at the methadone clinic we waited
Hoping to take home your cure
The curdling cowards, the crackles of China
You say that it's making you pure
And just like Flowers for Algernon
Something's diminished
There's a love like you've never known, pinned to your finish
One, two, six underfoot and you will rise
And in all of your blooms of oblivion
I love you
I love you, see?
Say
See?
Say
Maker, I'm close to you
To deal your departure
To make sure you're nailed to the ground
And all of the glamours, of treacherous traitors
Have all run away from you now
I will stand over you
To breathe in your vapor
As pieces and parts, they dissolve
You plead as a failure
You wait for a saviour
But leave knowing nothing's resolved
And we bring flowers from Albion up to your vision
Hold back, the love that you've never known
You've only this prison
Straight to the hangman's noose, are we born this way?
Handling down a fistful of stories you will never say
I love you, see?
Say
Say
Say
Say
Say
Say
Say
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Writer(s): Emma Ruth Rundle
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