

The WinterflowerThere are helpful little labels on your brightly-colored pills, The ones that you've been taking for real and imagined ills, So you take one, and another, and you hope that you don't dream, And the winterflower's buried in snow, nobody hears the scream.The Winterflower
There are helpful little labels for all your disjointed thoughts, And you think that you're beyond help and it's just how you were taught To think, like you're pathetic and there's nothing left for you. Since no one goes out when it's cold, your color can't shine through.
There are helpful little labels for whatever's wrong with you
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