RACICOT DE HONFLEUR
Where the fuck am I?
What is this place?
Where the fuck am I?
What the fuck?
It's a flower!
Trapped in a room, where a flower seed was planted
Ensuring it's growth my purpose on this planet
Metal face doom, task required me to break a habit
Had me looking for strange ways to put on a jacket
How can I do, bloom mere ideas to precious violet?
I'm no florist, I just mimic, think I'm a god while I'm in it
Eternal gloom, staring at the flower like a muppet
Track eight is when I realized it's just a fucking puppet
Soul deep dives, sugar fantasy
Few minutes and it's no air
Feel like it's unfair
Holy water the flower's father promised we would be pair
Sold sweet lies, buyer a stan of me
Now always acting in despair
Purpose is this pair
Holy flower the water's mother was soldier so beware
Why can't I just throw it away (Flower's just haunting me)
How can't I find another way (Thoughts suicidal, still I would die for it's petals)
Antithesis, puppet fucking controls me
This flower, boy, got me feeling like I don't know me
I try my hardest to be it's best artist and not lose me
The harshest part being ignoring the call of Lucy
I done lose sleep, hill's steep but thoughts bright as sun's speed
Finale arrives, flower's alive even spread seeds!
Light carrying sensitive thoughts, I have succeeded?
Come to realize it's all a lie, I was stuck seated
Soul deep dives, sugar fantasy
Few minutes and it's no air
Feel like it's unfair
Holy water the flower's father promised we would be pair
Sold sweet lies, buyer a stan of me
Now always acting in despair
Purpose is this pair
Holy flower the water's mother was soldier so beware
Why can't I just throw it away (Flower's now killing me)
How can't I find another way (Still suicidal, I'm going to die fuck it's petals)
Fell in a hole, flower collapsed and gone was the hope
I was on a roll until clouds refused the role
Now it's get a degree or die in a factory
I'm not about this fashion, my name's not Louis
Only fucking reason I kept going through these seasons, this flower
Give me an hour, I'll try to re-plant the seeds
And if inactive, and I'm still captive
Commit the act of serving my life it's completion
Race was over
Lucky for me, finish line's neighbor was a cliff
I kept running, just
New goal
Different path
But as I was launching into the grande finale
I saw her
What is this place?
Where the fuck am I?
What the fuck?
It's a flower!
Trapped in a room, where a flower seed was planted
Ensuring it's growth my purpose on this planet
Metal face doom, task required me to break a habit
Had me looking for strange ways to put on a jacket
How can I do, bloom mere ideas to precious violet?
I'm no florist, I just mimic, think I'm a god while I'm in it
Eternal gloom, staring at the flower like a muppet
Track eight is when I realized it's just a fucking puppet
Soul deep dives, sugar fantasy
Few minutes and it's no air
Feel like it's unfair
Holy water the flower's father promised we would be pair
Sold sweet lies, buyer a stan of me
Now always acting in despair
Purpose is this pair
Holy flower the water's mother was soldier so beware
Why can't I just throw it away (Flower's just haunting me)
How can't I find another way (Thoughts suicidal, still I would die for it's petals)
Antithesis, puppet fucking controls me
This flower, boy, got me feeling like I don't know me
I try my hardest to be it's best artist and not lose me
The harshest part being ignoring the call of Lucy
I done lose sleep, hill's steep but thoughts bright as sun's speed
Finale arrives, flower's alive even spread seeds!
Light carrying sensitive thoughts, I have succeeded?
Come to realize it's all a lie, I was stuck seated
Soul deep dives, sugar fantasy
Few minutes and it's no air
Feel like it's unfair
Holy water the flower's father promised we would be pair
Sold sweet lies, buyer a stan of me
Now always acting in despair
Purpose is this pair
Holy flower the water's mother was soldier so beware
Why can't I just throw it away (Flower's now killing me)
How can't I find another way (Still suicidal, I'm going to die fuck it's petals)
Fell in a hole, flower collapsed and gone was the hope
I was on a roll until clouds refused the role
Now it's get a degree or die in a factory
I'm not about this fashion, my name's not Louis
Only fucking reason I kept going through these seasons, this flower
Give me an hour, I'll try to re-plant the seeds
And if inactive, and I'm still captive
Commit the act of serving my life it's completion
Race was over
Lucky for me, finish line's neighbor was a cliff
I kept running, just
New goal
Different path
But as I was launching into the grande finale
I saw her
Credits
Writer(s): Louis Siméon
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