Flower Face
We're all starring down at a screen
Breaking our neck just to find out what it all means
We're all just apart of the algorithm now
You have no choice there's no getting out
Smoke away the sadness
Fill your lungs to the top like a vase
If you stop and stare at the flowers
They all start to look like your face
If death is the end
Then hell I'm gonna live
The days get shorter when the night fades
Don't lose your mind it'll all go away
It'll all go away
We're all just caught up in our own heads
Leaving our troubles behind in strangers beds
Your life is only worth the amount of content you put out
These numbers are just lies don't you realize we are the fucking sellouts
If death is the end
Then hell I'm gonna live
The days get shorter when the night fades
Don't lose your mind it'll all go away
If death is the end
Then hell I'm gonna live
The days get shorter when the night fades
Don't lose your mind it'll all go away
Smoke away the sadness
Fill your lungs to the top like a vase
If you stop and stare at the flowers
They all start to look like your face
Breaking our neck just to find out what it all means
We're all just apart of the algorithm now
You have no choice there's no getting out
Smoke away the sadness
Fill your lungs to the top like a vase
If you stop and stare at the flowers
They all start to look like your face
If death is the end
Then hell I'm gonna live
The days get shorter when the night fades
Don't lose your mind it'll all go away
It'll all go away
We're all just caught up in our own heads
Leaving our troubles behind in strangers beds
Your life is only worth the amount of content you put out
These numbers are just lies don't you realize we are the fucking sellouts
If death is the end
Then hell I'm gonna live
The days get shorter when the night fades
Don't lose your mind it'll all go away
If death is the end
Then hell I'm gonna live
The days get shorter when the night fades
Don't lose your mind it'll all go away
Smoke away the sadness
Fill your lungs to the top like a vase
If you stop and stare at the flowers
They all start to look like your face
Credits
Writer(s): Garrett Dellinger, Owen Yawn, Ryland Bagbey
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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