Post-Bloom

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I see the lights dead ahead
Joy's sweet antithesis

Post-bloom, the promise is long gone
Post-bloom, a lie all along
Post-bloom, I am now stuck where I belong

Spoon fed on my hands and knees
While the rest of you watch me bite the hand that feeds
This life is a parody, death is full of melody
As I dance away my woes I hear the calls to let go

Post-bloom, the promise is long gone
Post-bloom, a lie all along
Post-bloom, I am now stuck where I belong

I revelled in the hedonism
To block out the scepticism
I planted bombs in the hope that they would blossom

Is this the blues or a bout of déjà vu?

I hear the sirens all around
Barking like a hungry hound

So this is the hill I die on
Dead Slow, dead young, dead vulnerable

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