Coming Up Roses lyrics
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I'm a junkyard full of false starts
23
And i don't need yr permission
2f
To bury my love under this bare light bulb
1e
The moon is a sickle cell
1b
It'll kill you in time
2b
You cold white brother riding yr blood
21
Like spun glass in sore eyes
39
While the moon does its division you're buried below
31
And you're coming up roses everywhere you go
15
Red roses follow
26
The things that you tell yourself
1d
They'll kill you in time
2d
You cold white brother alive in yr blood
1e
Spinning in the night sky
39
While the moon does its division you're buried below
31
And you're coming up roses everywhere you go
e
Red roses
36
So you got in a kind of trouble that nobody knows
31
And you're coming up roses everywhere you go
e
Red roses
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