Bloom by Crying Lyrics

I can't bring myself to do it
I can't operate a car
I can't drive a car
I am no good

I can't bring myself to learn it
I can't get by on a bike
I am too afraid to try again
I am no good

Bloom
Get up
Doom
Escape before it erupts
Bloom
Get olde
Boom
Get out before it explodes

God bless the Q38
And pals who, despite how late, will
Wait until the home bodega
Trade a chaperone to be babysat
Fuck all the Harris rats
I'd rather you sleep than
Join the Ivy League