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pretty flowers - the natural profane lyrics

[verse one]

i stop to look at pretty flowers on the roadside
and pr-ck a finger on a stem
‘cause in my dreams i’m no one
on my way to nowhere
enjoying the sunlight’s gaze again
i stop to look at pretty flowers on the roadside
and pr-ck a finger on a stem
i’m thousands of miles away
so why does it feel like i’m wide-awake?
why does it feel like i’m wide-awake?
why does it feel like i’m wide-awake?
why does it feel like i’m wide-awake?
why does it feel like i’m wide-awake?

[verse two]

when your grip on reality loosens
so does your ability to keep interacting with other humans
all of a sudden visitations become intrusive
you get treated less like a friend and more like a nuisance
it’s like your brain’s on vacation
drawing blanks and making it hard just to maintain a conversation
got you choosing words carefully
out of fear that you might say something embarr-ssing
we all know this life is f-cked up but no one says it
‘cause if you talk about it you sound like a broken record
so everybody just stays quiet and minds their business
acceptance is scary as sh-t
denial isn’t
so you just work on keeping your composure sl!ck
so everyone around you doesn’t notice it
you can’t even tell the people that you’re closest with
as you descend the spiral staircase of hopelessness
but it’s peaceful

[verse three]

now that little glimmer of hope that you followed
when you were younger has gotten smaller and smaller
you had the love of your life already and you lost her
every time you look in the mirror you see a monster
only twenty years old
but can’t imagine living in this cold world twenty seconds longer
the pain feels never-ending
only the flesh can truly separate the dead from the living, baby
you find it harder to appreciate your life
endless days go by
and you drift even farther away from the light
until the dream realm becomes the only pardonable place to hide
your harbinger of insatiable plight
as soon as she closes her eyes
she pictures a world with no god, no mankind
all alone with her thoughts, totally quiet as she floats by
spirit of a coastguard
picking pretty flowers by the roadside

- the natural profane lyrics

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