Can't you accept this flower hasn't grown?
Kick away the petals and come home
But there's something in me cold within me
A beast inside me, bold inside me
Fix myself I will, I hope it's this time
And if I could only see the subtle things you see
I'd think myself so brave in victory
Step inside everything, everything's all clear
Maybe I could find some inspiration here
Because it's time to fix this thing
It's time to fix this thing
Escape to somewhere beautiful
Then maybe I could really see the subtle things you see
I'd consider it such rare and privileged company
But never again, never again, never again
I'm just too close to winning
And I find myself in chains
And it's time to fix this thing
Escape to something beautiful
'Cos underneath the steel and rust and oil and shit
There's chrome just shining chrome
A mirror finish of my own
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