Lyrics by Andy S

I stopped to smell the flowers, but they were scentless
I stopped, and started up after it all ended
“It” being the time of life where I was so lost
He said “Rose by any other ” but I forgot

Who I, who I, who I was
With none of my actions
Really having a because
Looking out the window as
Others’ lived, wishing I could
Forgive who I, who I was

I stopped my past tense ‘cause ha, who am I kidding?
The flowers are just there, I don’t feel a thing
“A thing” being anything close to elated
“We all have highs and lows” I’m medicated

Who was, who was, who was I?
Running around reacting
Volatile and so alive
Outside the window, yeah
Why does it only take a
Moment to reconsider?

She says I
Cut off my nose to spite my face
I take care
To take my care away
She says I
Cut off my nose to spite my face
I take care
To feel all the pain, babe

Who am, who am, who am I?
No one that I recognise
In ashes, the phoenix died
But I smell the flowers and
I guess that they smell alright

I know I could never go back
‘Cause necrotic doesn’t grow back
But the flowers were always there
You know, if I had to die, babe
Something still survived in the air
Who am, who am, who am I?
She says that I–
He says that I–
I tune it out ‘cause I’m alive
I grow a rose out of despair

I wanna write an earworm but I fear the worm’s already
Thrown a party in my skull in this coffin where I’m dead and buried
I wanna write an earworm but I fear the worm’s already
Thrown a party in my skull in this coffin where I’m dead and buried
I wanna write an earworm but I fear the worm’s already
Thrown a party in my skull in this coffin where I’m dead and buried

Oh, I had grand ambitions for reaching twenty-five
Then twenty-five came and went in the blink of an eye
These days I’m impressed just that I stay alive
The bar isn’t in hell, it’s in London and I
Cannot drive or drink, so that’s out of my mind
I used to want a boyfriend but do I even like guys?
And I can be your girlfriend but you’ll slowly realise
That I know myself the way I know how to tell a lie
Badly, where you’ll only believe it if you don’t try
To really get to know me, but don’t get to know me, eye
For an eye and teeth for the dentist to decline
To tell me that I’m doing well - clearly I’m doing fine
I flossed out all my trauma and the dentures are all mine
I planned my funeral, in the abstract and un-divine
I planned out being famous, couldn’t cut it in real life
I planned out planning out how to actualise
Well, just fucking anything, but it was boring and so time-
Consuming so I stopped, and I’m still stopping, alright?
I’ll get going by daydreaming and I’ll call that wine
‘Cause I am drunk on what I do not do and cannot find
Within myself to become, are you listening to my
Sob story or soliloquy, the story that I mine
Now you’re looking relieved that they’re taking my mic
Where was I? Something about fame and flaws and flying?
Oh whatever, I’ll go and write a hook, and you decide

I wanna write an earworm but I fear the worm’s already
Thrown a party in my skull in this coffin where I’m dead and buried
I wanna write an earworm but I fear the worm’s already
Thrown a party in my skull in this coffin where I’m dead and buried