BLOOM (2025)
*ALLERGIC TO SUCCESS*
The has-been who never was …
The patron saint of blown chances
The sad friend who heard a fly buzz when the dreams died
(or the dreamers forget)
The has-been who thought he was in a diner booth,
ready to confess
No one was listening when he said
he was allergic to success
allergic to success
And I know how that feels,
And I know you do too
Misery loves the miserable more than the rest of you
*NEW NOW*
This is your life, this is reality
What you thought you knew was a dream
This could be time to bloom
To crack the code … the only way through
Tonight, tonight, let it escape
Tonight, tonight, learn your name
Tonight, tonight, open your eyes
Hopefully tonight you become you now
(This is the new now)
People judge in fear, but you react
That’s what they wanted all along
They push and push for your defeat
The only gift they give is misery
They don’t deserve you and they know it
If they respect you, they sure as hell don’t show it
Fight to keep what little you control
(This message is for you AND for me)
*FUNDAMENTAL*
Landing on gray, after years in the red
Black’s too dramatic … white static in my head
Testing patterns – it’s all I do with my time
Why am I surprised when my batteries die?
The times when I hurt myself hurt the most
It’s easier to blame my ghosts
My hubris guides me to my fall
It’s a fundamental flaw
Stood on a landmine, with decades to waste
Imagine my surprise, my waking dreams blew up in my face
A fight for balance against a scale tipped to dread
Waking up to discover I’m the bomb instead
*MONEYMAKER*
Greedy b’s in suits would make the rules
“You need money to make honey … talk like us, don’t be a fool”
If I were someone else, I’d get more views
Rot my teeth with sweet success, I’ll be fake to please you
So I strut my stuff, but do it awkwardly
But if I do it enough … you might decide you need me
So I change my shape – it’s a lie no one believes
My moneymaker … can’t give it away for free
Surrender to the beat – I’ll sell my soul to move your feet
Let’s fall into a trance – obsess until you dance
So play the game, and be a fake! They know I’m a fraud
Nobody can stay awake … bored with my weak facade
(I) stuck with the blueprint, now I’ve a vacant hive
No honey to be had … massive debt and pretty lies
*FINGERS ALL WRONG*
Like a data breached birth, born from everywhere
With no one mother to stroke my filament hair
Like a digital horror every time I’m shared
I have no father, just a prompt without a care
I look so almost real
I look so almost real
I look so close to right
But I got my fingers all wrong
Was I skimmed or saved? Pinged but never there?
No one hand drew me … my fate’s to be compared
Whether you justify me or deny me, I look so almost real
Imperfect and twisted … I had a mark to hit and I missed it
Give me a stolen life, I look so almost right
I reach out to you with desperate, mangled hands
*ANNIE, FADE TO WHITE*
Sun-piercing rays through the trees
From her neck, blood flowing like a creek
Annie from red … fade to white …
Tears like rain, pleading for mercy
There will be no pity, no clemency
Annie is dead
Prey – a mother’s ceaseless hunt
A darling smile, darkened on the run
Annie from red … severed in spite …
Tears like rain, pleading for mercy
There will be no pity, no clemency
Annie is dead, drowning in light
Annie is dead … fade to white
*OVER & OVER (AGAIN)*
Your liquid years are like a ghost, up and down the breezy hall
And no more spinning bottles for the halfway-healed and cynical
You’ve got your strategies to keep the devil down
Looking for a brand new love to fill of something you live without
Over and over, recovered and sober
Where the steps will lead you down
Like a needle in the haystack, obscured by a wall of sound
over and over and over and over
Push and pull, the pressure’s on to give it all completely
So fast in a short time, there’s nothing left but leaving
In a room where tears are easy, but the work is in a book
You keep what’s sore inside, new love everywhere you look
*ONCE MAGENTA*
Once upon Magenta, the kindest one I’ve known
In a crowded room, you’d think she was a queen on her throne
There must have been music in her heart at all times
A boundless spirit gone too soon … gone too soon
I chauffeured her to meet the queen of New Orleans
With mischief in her smile … warm, funny and wild
Everybody wanted her to stay
Everybody misses her every single day
She was a fine Magenta, but only for one night
Otherwise Columbia, but never in my site
And I often think she was too good for this world
Rare like a pearl … rare like a pearl
*SUGARY NEVER*
You waited, you stayed
And nothing happened
You waited, you stayed
And nothing happened
The things we consumed in boredom
The things we created in boredom
You waited, you stayed
And nothing’s gonna happen
All these big ideas – I’m dreaming in excess
of what I can achieve
A pale, half-heard success
The listeners leave … you’re creating with me …
Surely you’re not gonna …
You waited, you stayed
Just longing to go
You waited, you stayed
But you couldn’t fucking wait to go
These dreams we clinged to forever
Those dreams are just sugary never
You waited, you stayed
Just longing to go go go go go go go go go
// END //
J.Robot 