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