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And Sara thinks she's died here once before
She's crazy
A pop-up book of flowers from grade 4
Are driving her insane
No one knows why
She's sad tonight
No one can help her find
Crying, Crying, she couldn't afford the view
Crying, Crying, these automatic flowers won't do
Another brick
Another window frames, confusion
Her garden blooms but Sarah can't see straight
She's drinking, we're so blind
And no one knows why
She stares outside
No one can help her fight
Crying, Crying she couldn't afford the view
Crying, Crying, these automatic flowers won't do
These automatic flowers wont do
She never admitted, she never condsiered
That she always means better
She's wasting all our time
Crying, Crying, she couldn't afford the view
Crying, Crying, these automatic flowers won't do
These automatic flowers won't do
These automatic flowers, flowers won't do
Won't do(x7)