automatic flowers

Do do, do do do, do do, do do do do do
Do do, do do do, do do, do do do do do
Do do, do do do, do do, do do do do

And Sara thinks
She’s died here once before
She’s crazy
A pop-up book
Of flowers from grade 4
Are driving her insane

And no one knows why
She’s sad tonight
No one can help her find

Crying, crying,
She couldn’t afford the view
Crying, crying,
These automatic flowers won’t do

Do do, do do do, do do, do do do do do
Do do, do do do, do do, do do do do

Another brick
Another window frames confusion
Her garden blooms
But Sara can’t see straight
She’s drinking
Herself blind

And no one knows why
She’s stares outside
No one can help her find

Crying, crying,
She couldn’t afford the view
Crying, crying,
These automatic flowers won’t do
These automatic flowers won’t do

She’d never admit it,
She’d never consider this,
She always means better
She’s wasting all her time

Crying, crying,
She couldn’t afford the view
Crying, crying,
These automatic flowers won’t do
These automatic flowers won’t do
These automatic flowers, flowers won’t do
Won’t do
Won’t do
Won’t do
Won’t do
Won’t do
Won’t do
Won’t do
Won’t do

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