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Flower Video (MV)




Performed By: Bleached Sun
Length: 4:56
Written by: MIHO HATORI, YUKA HONDA




Bleached Sun - Flower Lyrics




This is the end this is the final song
It's me and Bryon because them others couldn't come along
I almost took my own life back in January
Sleeping pills in my hand, now that's a different type of scary
I packed my bags and I dipped
Told myself get a grip
Avoiding 12 cuz I ain't looking for no cuff on my wrist
My brother slitting his wrist
This is cold as it gets
I'm on the kitchen floor crying really sad about a bitch
It's no remorse for you niggas
I hold the torch for you niggas
I want my friends to be around but I ain't forcing you niggas
My feelings change like the weather
My heart is colder than ever
My feelings light as pebble they blow away like a feather
I see I'm feeling resentment
Told myself wait a minute
Do I really wanna close the curtains seeing an ending
Lost a girl and my sanity
Wasn't living a fantasy
The final cloud before I make a move lying in agony
Ain't seen my aunt in a minute
Other side of the country
Sometimes I gotta text her cuz message keeping me company
I'm to attached to the world
And I've been feeling it all
I've been really worried thinking about just ending it all
Bullet straight to the temple
It could all be so simple
You think I really give a f*ck I gotta deal with my mental
Tell my friends that I love em
Tell my mama I lover
Then I proceed to cry and keep my face under the covers
This is the end, the last song, the final track
This is the result, of every single panic attack
That broke me down and help me grow into the man I am
That helped me see and grasp the things I didn't understand
Now that I'm seeing through all my enemies
Even ones that was close just fading into memories
My little brother, a mini me, another soldier
Another friend, another person, another cobra
Depression heavy on my shoulders as I carry burdens
Absorbing all the information so I'm always learning
An closed mouth is never getting fed
I ain't even gotta a home
I ain't even got a bed
I don't even wanna cry

Ninety seven bellflower's lil baby boy came
To bless the earth and take the curse and find some worth in it
Don't let me get ahead I'm just letting you where this verse headed
Lemme backtrack and take a second to get my bearings a bit
Learnt the art to create a universe when I was six years old
Kinda like god if I were to comparing myself to something close
Secrets to nirvana hide in plain sight with your younger self
You reckon I got ego but I'm the humblest nigga in the room
My childhood really feeling like it went by in a f*cking blur
I take a second to reminisce on when everything could really work
Bike rides and the birthday parties up at my grandma house
Open the presents and then being present for all these blessing huh
Buying all the toys and making a mock up of a blockbuster
School black top I was mocked for being a white nigga
Quote en quote I got into a couple of fights I never hide feelings
Supervillain boy came back to chronicle my
Descent to
Madness in fact I'm harnessing everything I tried to hold back past and present time
Time to do everything right
Time to cry on my own shoulders
People they never knew me
Depression wanna rock my boat and
Self harming's a mothaf*ckah
Damn
Get back track on Bryon
Coming this close to backfiring
One percent of hope is all you need
Get to the bag and then find yo peace
Ultimate flex really
Cudi said move forward
Cudi said move forward
Don't be so down my nigga
Don't cut yourself imprisoned
Just find the keys and open
The door for what you hope for
A leap of faith is all you need to fight up demons of yo sleeve
And when you feel alone close your eyes and just breathe
Remember that the company you keep is all you need
Dylan Nat Ken was always there for all the pain
Remember that the voices never mean that you're insane
And if I never make it well at least they'll know my name.

Don't you fall down
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This is the end this is the final song
It's me and Bryon because them others couldn't come along
I almost took my own life back in January
Sleeping pills in my hand, now that's a different type of scary
I packed my bags and I dipped
Told myself get a grip
Avoiding 12 cuz I ain't looking for no cuff on my wrist
My brother slitting his wrist
This is cold as it gets
I'm on the kitchen floor crying really sad about a bitch
It's no remorse for you niggas
I hold the torch for you niggas
I want my friends to be around but I ain't forcing you niggas
My feelings change like the weather
My heart is colder than ever
My feelings light as pebble they blow away like a feather
I see I'm feeling resentment
Told myself wait a minute
Do I really wanna close the curtains seeing an ending
Lost a girl and my sanity
Wasn't living a fantasy
The final cloud before I make a move lying in agony
Ain't seen my aunt in a minute
Other side of the country
Sometimes I gotta text her cuz message keeping me company
I'm to attached to the world
And I've been feeling it all
I've been really worried thinking about just ending it all
Bullet straight to the temple
It could all be so simple
You think I really give a f*ck I gotta deal with my mental
Tell my friends that I love em
Tell my mama I lover
Then I proceed to cry and keep my face under the covers
This is the end, the last song, the final track
This is the result, of every single panic attack
That broke me down and help me grow into the man I am
That helped me see and grasp the things I didn't understand
Now that I'm seeing through all my enemies
Even ones that was close just fading into memories
My little brother, a mini me, another soldier
Another friend, another person, another cobra
Depression heavy on my shoulders as I carry burdens
Absorbing all the information so I'm always learning
An closed mouth is never getting fed
I ain't even gotta a home
I ain't even got a bed
I don't even wanna cry

Ninety seven bellflower's lil baby boy came
To bless the earth and take the curse and find some worth in it
Don't let me get ahead I'm just letting you where this verse headed
Lemme backtrack and take a second to get my bearings a bit
Learnt the art to create a universe when I was six years old
Kinda like god if I were to comparing myself to something close
Secrets to nirvana hide in plain sight with your younger self
You reckon I got ego but I'm the humblest nigga in the room
My childhood really feeling like it went by in a f*cking blur
I take a second to reminisce on when everything could really work
Bike rides and the birthday parties up at my grandma house
Open the presents and then being present for all these blessing huh
Buying all the toys and making a mock up of a blockbuster
School black top I was mocked for being a white nigga
Quote en quote I got into a couple of fights I never hide feelings
Supervillain boy came back to chronicle my
Descent to
Madness in fact I'm harnessing everything I tried to hold back past and present time
Time to do everything right
Time to cry on my own shoulders
People they never knew me
Depression wanna rock my boat and
Self harming's a mothaf*ckah
Damn
Get back track on Bryon
Coming this close to backfiring
One percent of hope is all you need
Get to the bag and then find yo peace
Ultimate flex really
Cudi said move forward
Cudi said move forward
Don't be so down my nigga
Don't cut yourself imprisoned
Just find the keys and open
The door for what you hope for
A leap of faith is all you need to fight up demons of yo sleeve
And when you feel alone close your eyes and just breathe
Remember that the company you keep is all you need
Dylan Nat Ken was always there for all the pain
Remember that the voices never mean that you're insane
And if I never make it well at least they'll know my name.

Don't you fall down
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Writer: MIHO HATORI, YUKA HONDA
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Downtown Music Publishing, Songtrust Ave, Fintage House Publishing

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