Everyone around me is crying
I can’t feel the faintest tear
Everyone’s growing a garden
And my white petals are turning yellow
These houses are burnt down
Pack up from this lifeless town
Water seeping from paper cups
There’s a city light somewhere
Darken the words
Spin the glass a little bit more
Feel the eyes of a watcher
Blind to the ignorance we couldn’t afford
I’m destroying you from my sickness
Maybe someday you’ll understand
This beauty could not sustain itself
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