Flowers On My Grave
It's hard to articulate, its hard to elevate to communicate to escape
To paint the vision on a broken canvas
To hold a candle and be the proudest
Pretty girl chasing the moon, pretty girl gone too soon
I'll hurt the same
I'll choose the flowers on my grave
I'll choose my name, I'll choose pain
Cause I'd rather die as myself then live as someone else
I'll hurt the same I choose pain
I'll choose my name and
The flowers on my grave
Cause I'd rather die as myself then live for someone else
Please don't hate me, your words made me
Felt tip frustration, I felt it impatience
Waiting for things to change, no hand held in new lanes
A fad a phase a trending case
Or just ignorance
Blissful ignorance that things will change
I don't need approval your validation or frustration
I'll exist and live my life for myself that's my test
Things might not be different, might always be the same
But I'll live to love myself and I'll choose the flowers on my grave
Things might not be different, might always be the same
But I'll live to love myself and choose the flowers on my grave
I'll wear the seam and risk a scene to live my truth
I'll value my flowers by their petals and love people by their roots
Shouting drowned out by whispers
Cheap lies cut ties
Ignorance is bliss when you live in a bubble
Love is conditional when love isn't easy
Hope is medicinal when all else fails
Why is acceptance conditional?
Why is living a truth denied?
To live behind fears and discomfort
To live under judgemental eyes
My choice is life. My life
My choice is life. My life
To paint the vision on a broken canvas
To hold a candle and be the proudest
Pretty girl chasing the moon, pretty girl gone too soon
I'll hurt the same
I'll choose the flowers on my grave
I'll choose my name, I'll choose pain
Cause I'd rather die as myself then live as someone else
I'll hurt the same I choose pain
I'll choose my name and
The flowers on my grave
Cause I'd rather die as myself then live for someone else
Please don't hate me, your words made me
Felt tip frustration, I felt it impatience
Waiting for things to change, no hand held in new lanes
A fad a phase a trending case
Or just ignorance
Blissful ignorance that things will change
I don't need approval your validation or frustration
I'll exist and live my life for myself that's my test
Things might not be different, might always be the same
But I'll live to love myself and I'll choose the flowers on my grave
Things might not be different, might always be the same
But I'll live to love myself and choose the flowers on my grave
I'll wear the seam and risk a scene to live my truth
I'll value my flowers by their petals and love people by their roots
Shouting drowned out by whispers
Cheap lies cut ties
Ignorance is bliss when you live in a bubble
Love is conditional when love isn't easy
Hope is medicinal when all else fails
Why is acceptance conditional?
Why is living a truth denied?
To live behind fears and discomfort
To live under judgemental eyes
My choice is life. My life
My choice is life. My life
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