Текст песни Of Mice & Men - Bloom

Оригинальный текст песни Bloom

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 love can never truly break,
Did it slip from my hands the 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.
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 it's strength?
What do you do when your love rots to 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.
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.