Late Bloomer
This is something real
This is something I'm supposed to be
Shaken from the feels
The world is so malevolent to me
At least I don't see anybody here
Except the noise that lingers in my ear
I'm feeling down
With something so severe
Got no space to grow I'm out of room
I guess I'll be the only one who's late to bloom
Hey you
Get out of my mind
Hey you
Get out of my mind
Or ill blow it to pieces
The mess that you've made
I'm finding it hard to take
So let this erase
Its' something that I can't face
And it keeps on coming over again
Hey you
Get out of my mind
Hey you
Get out of my mind
Or ill blow it to pieces
Hey you
Get out of my mind
Hey you
Get out of my mind
Or ill blow it to pieces
Autor(es): Split Feed
