The Flower

I have a problem With something I said I pushed it too far As I became possessed Lately I've been a stranger Put so much on the line Walk on glass in the morning So I can rectify the night I wish I could Get under my skin and plant a flower Let it grow into a garden Sow the beauty that you need I've watched my pride begin to sour All of the virtue inside of me Can't bear to watch you leave, no But good or evil – It all starts with a seed I thought I was on my way But the villain in my throat had much more to say Out! How do I let it out? How do I let it out? How do I sever the vines from 'round my wrists And free us from under this brewing storm cloud? How do I let it out? Tell me now, tell me now! I'm on my knees, I'm tangled amongst the reeds Tighter and tighter, I'm losing the fight to breathe If I could harvest all my best parts for you Discarding the rest would be the least that I could do Get under my skin and plant a flower Let it grow into a garden Sow the beauty that you need I've watched my pride begin to sour All of the virtue inside of me Can't bear to watch you leave, no But good or evil – it all starts with a (Good or evil – it all starts with a seed) Dreaming of sunlight, condemned to the dirt Washing my hands of the sins I have taught And those you have learned I'm taking some time underground now, to salvage the petals I burned If poison to me is salvation to you Then I'll take it, I'll take it, I'll take it Now watch me in Bloom