Paroles de God Turn Me Into a Flower

As long as I stand to face the crowd To know my name, to know its sound It's good to be soft when they push you down Oh, God, turn me into a flower It always takes me It's such a curse to be so hard You shatter easily and can't pick up all those shards It's the curse of losing yourself when the mirror takes you too far Oh, God, turn me into a flower You see the reflection and you want it more than the truth You yearn to be that dream you could never get to 'Cause the person on the other side has always just been you Oh, God, turn me into a flower