"I'm infected.
I'm infected
By your genetics!" Bloom starts singing in her room.
"'Bloom I'm the doctor,' 'Bloom, I'm your father.'
'Oh, Bloom, that was close!', 'Take your medicine!'" Bloom sings imitating her
father
"I'm infected
By your genetics!" Blaming the picture of her mother on the wall.
"'Bloom, you're my patient,' 'Bloom, be more patient!'
'You have limitations,' 'Don't go chasing flies.'
'I must be protective,' 'You cannot be reckless!'" Bloom sings imitating her
father again.
"That's what is expected
When you are infected!
I'm infected
By your genetics!
I'm infected
By your genetics!
And I don't think that I can be fixed,
No I don't think that I can be fixed!" She sings until she looks at the window.
"Tell me why, oh why are my genetics such a bitch?!" She sings again
"It's this blood condition,
Damn this blood condition!
Mother, can you hear me? Thanks for the disease!
Now I am sequestered,
Part of the collection!
That's what is expected
When you are infected!
That's what is expected
When you are infected!
That's what is expected
When you are infected!
How much of its genetics?
How much of it is fate?
How much of it depends on the choices that we make?
He says I have her eyes; do I also inherit his shame?
Is heredity the culprit,
Can I stop it, or am I a slave?
I'm infected
By your genetics!
I'm infected
By your genetics!
What hope has a girl who is sick?
What dream of a life past this fence?
It really makes no difference
'Cause I know that I'll never be fixed!
Tell me why oh why are my genetics such a...
Bitch.
Oh..." she walks outside.
"I want to go...
Outside!
outside
Oh...
I want to go...
Outside..." she can hear the lovely voice of Flora.
