[Verse 1] Waking up 6 in the morning Dad just left Mama’s still snoring Go out to the garden To stifle the mourning Pick yellow flowers To show I’m adoring Mama says she loves em puts them in her bag I guess it’s somewhat different from when she calls her son a phag Don’t mean to be a drag I’d love to plant a different flag But the tapestry you left me Is putting joy on dirty rags [Chorus] Gather flowers for mom Try to write a nice song Let the memories sway Here is where it began Let the legacy stand And plant the dismay Gather flowers for mom Go ahead play along with that cliché trope So the story begins to uncover the sins that removed my hope [Verse 2] The earliest memory that I think that I have Are of my mother screaming at me as I cried for my dad See I never put this story to a journal with dates It’s just a memory that always has corrupted my faith. Dad was beating mom, Ma protected my brothers But when it came to me my only shielding was the covers A victim of my circumstance I reminded her of dad I never really had a chance to her My soul itself was bad I don’t meant to complain But Once Upon a Loser I started as a kid who was his family’s own intruder When labeled as an outcast By people who were strangers I saw it as the usual and never sensed the danger The truth built in my veins I’ll always be a loser I thought myself insane To compensate for my abusers And when the truth felt sour I picked my mother flowers I like the quiet life alone I’d stay that way for hours… [Chorus] Gather flowers for mom Try to write a nice song Let the memories sway Here is where it began Let the legacy stand And plant the dismay Gather flowers for mom Go ahead play along with that cliche trope So the story begins to uncover the sins that removed my hope [Bridge] I’m so sorry I am worthless Unforgiven Show no purpose Please forget me When I’m buried Plant new flowers Let mom carry on. [Chorus] Gather flowers for mom Try to write a nice song Let the memories sway Here is where it began Let the legacy stand And plant the dismay Gather flowers for mom Go ahead play along with that cliché trope So the story begins to uncover the sins that removed my hope [Outro] I’m so sorry (for all of my rust) I am worthless (gave you all I could.) Unforgiven (for all of my rust) Show no purpose Please forget me (sorry for my trust) When I’m buried Plant new flowers (cover all my flaws) Let mom carry on.
