Left my past behind now its coming back
So sick and tired of it coming back
Changed my ways but no one really cared
I'll bloom in the spring I'll take my wings and fly away
To the sky and take your eyes high away from me
Take my life and put it on sale, put it up for auction, people can buy it for profit
Lock it in a casket, people would stop asking, i cant stop itching with my finger on the trigger all these guns Aiming at me waiting to shoot me down from what i started id like to think I'm changing
I'll bloom in the spring I'll take my wings and fly away
To the sky and take your eyes high away from me
In the spring ill clip my wings off then you'll see what i really mean and maybe you'll start To see it clear
I'll bloom in the spring I'll take my wings and fly away
To the sky and take your eyes high away from me
I'll bloom in the spring I'll take my wings and fly away
To the sky and take your eyes away
In the spring ill clip my wings off then you'll see what i really mean and maybe you'll start To see it clear