[Chorus]

I have no identity beyond these chords

I'm only a martyr behind closed doors

So I know it meant nothing, but my blood still poured

[VERSE 1: ELDON]

A sound rooted in erasing and obscuring should be heard most clearly in the echoes left behind by its desertion

A sublime excursion

I think i hear the hearse reversing

Reborn, inertia converted into ecstasy and endurance

Solace of spirit

Audre’s lyric

Preferred pastoral pilgrimage to porcelain patronage and pillage

Upon further study that endorsement shatters under microscope

But we carry gargantuan hope and cast stone upon the titan trope

Took small axe to oblivion oak

I let the gungo peas soak

The ancestors didn’t lead i and i here to drown

Upon tears we must float

Today i feel buoyant

Yes yes today i feel buoyant

[Chorus]

[VERSE 2: DECUMA]

The future ends with me

As my fist hits the debris of my philosophy

I pondered 'how could I possibly be?'

My arm was guided by an all too familiar melancholy that functions similar to a stray

Look it in the eyes, and it'll never go away

The paradox of a suicidal existentialist rendered me powerless

Drowning in thoughts as the hours tick

As the exception of my own rules, I couldn't swim, but I was floundering

Endlessly pondering

How does every expression of affection just feel like pandering?

I'm screaming "stay away" in my sleep

Can't find no peace

It's like everybody is coming for me

Can't get no sleep

And when I do, death inhabits my dreams

I don't want to be saved because I hate myself

If I had a nickel for every time I said I'd change, it still wouldn't matter since change always ends up missing

Gave me pennies for my thoughts, but nothing makes sense

But it's funny, the worse I get, the less I care about money

My balled fist is the punchline

Throw the towel in, I've yet to make a hit one time

Like rhymes don't ring true

Been fighting doubt for a long time, trying to make my rounds

But can't survive the may weather, when it rains it pours

The flood

As if Noah cheered on the shedding of blood

You'll find we mean nothing

[Chorus]

[*BOUQUET!*]

[INTRO

(You are nothing

You are nothing

And in nothing, you became whole) X4

[VERSE 1]

I made this beat out of my ancestors' broken bones

A conjunction of mental and physical dysfunction

Everything I've done amounts to nothing

This feeling has sucked the life out of everything, and then shed my blood

This earth is mine, and I'd love to stay, but my world has been plagued by a beautiful bouquet of grays and beige

Can one envision a dream out of this?

If so, what shade is bliss?

No, this is no longer a life to be lived, but a fight to forfeit

But as a kid, I remember this world was gorgeous

I remember finding myself in some sakuras

I remember watching it burn

I remember it took its toll, and now nothing rings a bell

And now I'll never feel alive because I watched myself die

An unburdened man shrugs at Atlas

Tells him to be strong and smile more before throwing another stone on his back

Laughing as his bones crack

The world I loved most was undone

The day my blood poured, it left me incomplete

[OUTRO]

This bouquet is for you though