Bloom 歌词

We were born to bloom Destined to deteriorate No beauty in plastic flowers No honey made from fake bouquets We were born to bloom But we were never meant to stay No wine from fruit made out of wax No honey made from fake bouquets What do they say about apples and trees? How do you grow when you're severed from the roots underneath? And if the tether of lovе can never truly break Did it slip from my hands thе day you went away? Why do they speak about a love that never dies? And what the fuck do they know about the afterlife? Have they ever spent the night screaming at the sky Asking why? We were born to bloom Destined to deteriorate No beauty in plastic flowers No honey made from fake bouquets 'Cause we were born to bloom But we were never meant to stay No wine from fruit made out of wax No honey made from fake bouquets What do they say about the heart and its strength? What do you do when your love rots into rage? How do you water the garden that famine takes? How do you feed your soul with dust and clay? We blossom then wither like the rose Death written into our blood like poems A soliloquy of ancient, ancestral pain The price of love paid over and over again We were born to bloom Destined to deteriorate No beauty in plastic flowers No honey made from fake bouquets 'Cause we were born to bloom But we were never meant to stay No wine from fruit made out of wax No honey made from fake bouquets Love is watching the petals fall Love is watching the petals fall Love is watching the petals fall Love is watching the petals fall