Bloom Lyrics – Nina Harries

Take it, it’s yours
A gift, so he said, but it feels like a curse
Take it, it’s yours
It’s not worth the fight, I’ve lost my cause

Yet its petals fall with every hand
A wilted branch in barren sand
“Where is my gift?” he cries
What a waste

The second, third, fourth, fifth-hand price
Degraded, ravaged, tainted, debased and wasted
That’s how you see it, isn’t it?
That’s how you see me, isn’t it?

Anyway, I’m real
I’m a real thing, I’m human
I’m a real thing, I’m natural
I’m natural, I’m natural

I’m natural, I’m natural
I’m natural, I’m natural
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Nina Harries Lyrics – Bloom

Nina Harries

Bloom