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[Verse 1]
Passing jacaranda trees
I am lucky for the things that I get to unsee
Reality is heavy and loud and rustles angry crowds of colors that all breathe in sync
But white has the privilege of washing machines
To wash out the stains from their comfortable genes
Wiping the blood off their hands to their thighs
Wearing the blood of the people who've died

[Chorus]
But don't let the Purple Flowers fool you
Bleach every dirty truth, laundry cycling through
They're all liars, shrinking history in driers, teaching whiter in school
It's illegal picking Purple Flowers camouflaging concrеte illusions

[Verse 2]
The seasons changе
And the violets disappear
Revealing the violence that has always been here
I fear the force of the forest
Without us they still flourish
In a world of nonconformists

[Chorus]
So don't let the Purple Flowers fool you
Bleach every dirty truth, laundry cycling through
They're all liars, we're on fire, trees remind us they've rewired the news
It's illegal picking Purple Flowers camouflaging concrete illusions


[Outro]
And the purple trees just wanna be free
Bursting through the concrete
I am small but significant
The world is pretty when we
Plant jacaranda trees

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