I wanna be a creator
A global syncopator
I wanna watch the world bloom
Witness the sweet perfume
The hell and the flowers
The sweet and the sour
I need to watch the calm grow
The last of the color
Drains from your painting
I just want to be alone
Watching it grow from the start
Watching was the hardest part
A complete lack of control
Over it
Over you
Over anything at all
The hell and the flowers
The sweet and the sour
I want to watch the calm grow
The last of the color
Drains from your painting
I just want to be alone
Open your eyes
I just want you to see
Open your lungs
I just want you to breathe
Open your eyes
I just want you to see
I don't want to be angry
Don't wanna be angry
Hell and the Flowers Video (MV)
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I wanna be a creator
A global syncopator
I wanna watch the world bloom
Witness the sweet perfume
The hell and the flowers
The sweet and the sour
I need to watch the calm grow
The last of the color
Drains from your painting
I just want to be alone
Watching it grow from the start
Watching was the hardest part
A complete lack of control
Over it
Over you
Over anything at all
The hell and the flowers
The sweet and the sour
I want to watch the calm grow
The last of the color
Drains from your painting
I just want to be alone
Open your eyes
I just want you to see
Open your lungs
I just want you to breathe
Open your eyes
I just want you to see
I don't want to be angry
Don't wanna be angry
A global syncopator
I wanna watch the world bloom
Witness the sweet perfume
The hell and the flowers
The sweet and the sour
I need to watch the calm grow
The last of the color
Drains from your painting
I just want to be alone
Watching it grow from the start
Watching was the hardest part
A complete lack of control
Over it
Over you
Over anything at all
The hell and the flowers
The sweet and the sour
I want to watch the calm grow
The last of the color
Drains from your painting
I just want to be alone
Open your eyes
I just want you to see
Open your lungs
I just want you to breathe
Open your eyes
I just want you to see
I don't want to be angry
Don't wanna be angry
Writer: Bryce Jones
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid