Chrysanthemum Video (MV)

I light an incense to reminisce on the past in a sense
You're the last symbol of my past tense
The last time I was truly happy was before you left
I live in the past and am stuck in it
I put you on an altar filled with chrysanthemums
My heart, replaying the same anthems every day
Weeping willows wash away the tears that I've wasted
On a rainy day
Walking home from school and we were pointing out the flowers
That my mother planted, a garden of misery, written in platinum
By dying chrysanthemums, you're my symbol of nostalgia
Smoke this ganja so I can escape, and go back to the past
Drifting over the sun, floating on a bed of petals that transforms
Into smoke, every year the faces fade more and more into ghosts
I remember less and less of the old days, I romanticize the fantasy
Of vanity, a catastrophe of blasphemy, this is my final message
Of amnesty, one day I'll rely on you to fix my apathy
I hope you take me in happily
I hope you take me in happily