Blooms (Acoustic)

[Verse 1]
This will forever be an apology
Because I know somehow, it will set me free
I can’t hold onto the self-abuse
It’s not your fault I missed my chance to bloom

[Chorus]
Everything fades away
We’re gonna meet the same fate
Even if you grow old, or die alone
What difference will it make?
I’m obsolete (obsolete)
So easy to replace
I won’t deserve a chance at happiness living this way

[Verse 2]
Just another line about the bеtter days
Finding peace in what you had
I tеll myself one day, I’ll reminisce and say
“Things really weren’t so bad”
But I can’t seem to let go, & I’m the only one to blame
For my bleak view on life, left all alone in the mundane
But I know you know what it feels like, kid
You once loved so much
But you hate yourself for what you did
So I cry for help to find myself in everyone else
That’s not that the person you thought you’d be

[Chorus]
Fade away, fade away
We’re gonna meet the same fate
Even if you grow old, or die alone
What difference will it make?
I’m obsolete (obsolete)
So easy to replace
I won’t deserve a chance at happiness living this way

[Verse 3]
It’s constant heartache to face the world time after time
Oh when you only have so much of it, I feel my life just slip by
Is this all even real? Is there something more to this?
And all those moments we’ll miss
When we're knocked back into the abyss
Would someone just give me a purpose to have?
'Cause my past can’t be the best thing that ever happened to me
This sadness just won’t stop defining me
And I lost my chance to leave to a promised land, and feel whole again

[Sample: Bill Nye]
I think about mortality continually. I won’t say constantly, but every day. And so, watching ourselves die is, to me, overwhelming evidence that there is no life after death. And the troubling, troubling consequence of this is you don’t have to be perfect, you just have to be good enough

[Outro]
Well there’s nothing left to see
But an empty, worthless shell of a man
And that's nothing to be proud of
I’ll never know who I am
And with all those late night thoughts
Knowing in the back of my head, I’ll never see you again
And the older that I get
The more surprised I’ll fucking be I haven’t ended it all yet