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Florist
12
Metal
Florist was released on October 30, 2025 by INDEPENDENT as a part of the album Florist - Single
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Release DateOctober 30, 2025
LabelINDEPENDENT
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM120

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Broadus
Broadus
Performer
Rivilin
Rivilin
Performer
Boyd Harrod
Boyd Harrod
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Connor Woodland
Connor Woodland
Songwriter
Zachariah Jones
Zachariah Jones
Songwriter
Boyd Harrod
Boyd Harrod
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Broadus
Broadus
Producer
Rivilin
Rivilin
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I'm stuck inside this room with people, they've all got it figured out
I wonder when they'll see the outsider for who I really am
Can't really catch on to the flow of conversation
But for now I stay afloat
When you're boarding watch your step 'cause everybody's prone to blow
I'm here calling out again, I'm not sick, I'm too exposed
I'm off fighting enemies I can't see can't be composed
What a joke, I'm a trope
Falling in and out of time, I can't keep myself in check
Show the line I gotta cross to make it real or make a mess
I don't understand a word, black sheep inside of the herd
Yell again this time it's different, maybe I'll listen and learn
Listen to my opus, the rope was tied where my throat is
Notice moments before I surrender motion
And break down and lose my focus
The motive for lethal doses was isolation to fit in
Now everything here's indifferent
There's no more visible light
[Chorus]
Wh-where is the bullet to break, break?
Bullet to break
Wh-where is my stomach for change, change?
Stomach for change
I-I-I could be held point blank, blank
Held point blank
And still never take the blame, blame
'Ver take the blame
Wh-where is the bullet to break, break?
Bullet to break
Wh-where is my stomach for change, change?
Stomach for change
I-I-I could be held point blank, blank
Held point blank
And still never take the blame, blame
'Ver take the blame
[Verse 2]
Blocking my ears till I couldn't hear
The infection's made it perfectly clear
That I don't wanna go outside, no
Sensory overloaded till I'm withdrawn
But maybe it's fate that I entered this way
With the blade pressed to my throat, I'm just a mistake
I'm the king of self-loathing and I know I'm no good for anyone else
It's like I'm missing in action, 404, gone
If you think for a second I'm coming back, you're wrong
So life's like the tower of God
We're always trying to reach something but we don't notice our friends fade
We're flawed, a mistake
Stabbed in the back, let the head float down the lake
Until we rise up back again
Just to see their faces fill with shock and break
A loose end, that's me
Chuck me to the ground and bury me six feet deep
Until the worms come and invade my flesh
Stop my heart and just let me rest
There's no sleep for the weak
And that's life for you, if you stop, you get knocked off your feet
Slip, head hits the ground, you see stars
Pull it back, I didn't think this far
Let the rain hit and burn my skin
I didn't understand, I just can't win
It's like everything's out to get me
Push so hard but still return empty, damn
With a shameful look on your face
Every day it feels like I'll be replaced
By you and your friends they choose
To hate me, yeah, to
[Chorus]
Wh-where is the bullet to break, break?
Bullet to break
Wh-where is my stomach for change, change?
Stomach for change
I-I-I could be held point blank, blank
Held point blank
And still never take the blame, blame
'Ver take the blame
Wh-where is the bullet to break, break?
Bullet to break
Wh-where is my stomach for change, change?
Stomach for change
I-I-I could be held point blank, blank
Held point blank
And still never take the blame, blame
'Ver take the blame
Written by: Boyd Harrod, Connor Woodland, Zachariah Jones
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