Bloom

Creeping up and living in the side of the room With the trash beneath your bed and your long lost shoes. It's semi-automatic at the sight of the moon, When you're thinking in your head how the flowers bloom. Thinking how you're living when the sun goes down, cnd the only thing you want will never be around. I want, I keep missing you. cnd it seems like everything runs on repeat. Yeah seems like everything runs on repeat. cnd it seems like everything runs on repeat. Yeah it seems like everything runs on repeat. cnd I want, I keep missing you. I want, I keep missing you. cnd I want, I keep missing you. I want, keep missing you. cnd I want, I keep missing you. I want, I keep missing you. cnd I want, I keep missing you. I want, keep missing you. cnd it seems like everything runs on repeat. Yeah seems like everything runs on repeat. cnd it seems like everything runs on repeat. Yeah it seems like everything runs on repeat.