[Part 1: Flowers]

[Intro]

This is

For everyone who has never received flowers in their life

[Verse]

They say men never get flowers, only get them when they die

I don't even know who said that but I hope that it's a lie

Bought a lot of 'em myself but not one I ever received

But no matter how much they tell me, I don't want to believe

They say mеn never get flowеrs, only get them when they die

This is all the fault of rich white men from 1985

Ok, I don't really know, I just need someone I can blame

It just makes me fucking angry when assumptions stay the same

They say men never get flowers, only get them when they die

What if I was in the lucky 1 percent of all the guys?

If I promise I'm a good boy, can I please receive a rose?

If I promise not to cry then can I prick me on the thorns?

They say men never get flowers, only get them when they die

Everytime I'm feeling down, I put my eyes up to the sky

Talking to the universe, I don't know if she really hears

Can't she see the water in this bath is made up of my tears?

They say men never get flowers only get them when they're dead

Can I live my life fulfilled if all my needs are never met?

I been taught to suck it up and never tell you if I'm sad

I could make a fucking movie of the nightmares that I had

They say men never get flowers only get them when they're dead

I just wanna break the cycle if I ever be a dad

Tell my son he gotta cry, he gotta yell, he gotta scream

While he looks up to his father, not a feeling to be seen

They say men never get flowers only get them when they're dead

Can we blame the patriarchy for the workings of our head?

We dont need no flowers, we got our muscles, 'cause we are men

What the fuck is feminine about receiving pretty plants?

Roses, tulips, orchids, daisies, growing in my brain

It's a small appreciation just to tell us we're okay

Looked for colors in our life but the only time that I found

All of the petals around me was when I'm laying in the ground

[Chorus]

I need flowers, all these hours, I been living like a shell

All the colors in each other, are we different? I can't tell

From the ground up, they surround us, we are caged in, ring the bell

The aroma, drowning slower, no I don't think I'll be well

I need flowers, all these hours, I been living like a shell

All the colors in each other, are we different? I can't tell

From the ground up, they surround us, we are caged in, ring the bell

The aroma, drowning slower, no I don't think I'll be well

[Part 2: My Funeral]

[Verse]

I've been here for hours, only now I see 'em

So they brought me flowers, you can fucking keep 'em

Don't give a fuck 'bout apologies for the way you treated

Me when I was alive so I really don't fucking need 'em

Go back to the florist and tell 'em to give back your money

The plants can never even grow on me, I'm never sunny

It's like a joke how no one cares until you're fucking dead and

Don't play that joke on me cause I don't think that shit is funny

I'm the forgotten one, rotten one, they forgot to mention

I'd fucking slaughter 'em, all of 'em, if I wasn't buried

They wear the black and they're sad, my forgiveness they're not getting

When I come back, Imma stab 'em with a fucking machete

Take out their eyeballs they judged me with 'cause I knew you saw me

Then cut their tongue for the rumours they were spreadin' about me

I'll slit your neck before you have the chance to say you're sorry

Stab you so many times like Caesar but forget to count it

I'm undergound but I see everything

Feel like I'm stuck and I just wanna flee

I know the rock is all covering me

Now in the back hear them play my cd

Permanent Sunglasses, oh what a vibe

Permanent Sunglasses, oh what a life

He was a talent, now he's in the light

Always dream about flying, now he's in the sky

Crying because of me but I wouldn't even wish you well

Pray that I'm in Heaven but you surely know that I'm in Hell

Chilling with the Devil cause at least that motherfucker real

Wouldn't have invited half the people that are shedding tears

Blame it on you, blame it on them, blame it on her, never on me

Blame it on fame, blame it on hate, blame it on fate, I guarantee

That I'm a saint, I never lied, I never fight, never a fake

What if my blame, is a facade, I'm not a god, made a mistake

Listening to myself is like gin 'cause I'm so bitter

Wanna stop complaining but I wasn't raised to be a quitter

If I really wanted flowers should I look into the mirror?

'Cause I think was the problem that I need to reconsider

Didn't get appreciation but that's a result of karma

Could've been a better person but I never really wanted

To help anybody out, it never was my fucking problem

Never talked to anyone, I didn't pick up when they're calling

Now I'm all alone and I deserve it more than I expected

I was mean to everybody 'cause I wanna be respected

When the cells in my whole body will decay or will be melted

I got zero rights to be dissapointed with with how it ended

Then I woke up in the night and my girl was by my side

Should I get up and be real or continue with the lie?

Never too late to be soft, but don't have a lot of hope

'Cause no matter what I do, these sunglasses ain't comming off

They say men never get flowers, only get them when they die

Until I lay in the coffin, I don't know if it's a lie

I think I just have to wait, I'll have to give it some more time

If I'm never gonna get 'em then I guess that I'll be fine