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Every Solution Has Its Problem [Clean] (Start Trouble) · Every Solution Has Its Problem (Start Trouble) · Every Song Has Its Play (Gilbert O'Sullivan) · Every Solution Has Its Problem (Trouble Is) · My Heart Has a Mind of Its Own (Susan Raye) · My Heart Has a Mind of Its Own (Connie Smith) · Love Has Found Its Way (Dennis Brown) · The Boy with the Thorn in His Side (The Smiths) · The World Is a Thorn [CD/DVD] [Deluxe Edition] (Demon Hunter) · Thorn (Antonio FaraĆ²) – and 90 other albums »


They have nothing that'll ever capture your heart
They're just thorns without the rose
Be careful of them in the dark
Oh if I was the one you chose to be
scatter like crows
They have nothing that'll ever capture your heart
They're just thorns without the rose
Be careful of them in the dark
Oh if I was
scatter like crows
They have nothing that'll ever capture your heart
They're just thorns without the rose
Be careful of them in the dark
Oh if I was
crows 
They have nothing that will never capture your heart 
They're just thorns without the rose 
Oh, be careful of them in the dark

And if I was
crows
They have nothing that will ever capture your heart
They're just thorns without the rose
Be careful of them in the dark
Oh if I was the one
You
I'm doing it again
I wanna walk away, start over again

No more rain, no more roses
On my way, shake my thirst in a cool cool pond

There's
I'm doing it again
I wanna walk away, start over again

No more rain, no more roses
On my way, shake my thirst in a cool cool pond

There's
dance upon stages of dead roses and don your primordial crown of poison thorns.
Ah, a Jack in the box are you then? Hiding inside and astounding me with
a life without any regrets,
But now that's gone, gone, gone.

How can such sweet kisses come from such a poison tongue?
How can a bed of roses hurt so much
has the pages torn. 
His inscription of roses are just the thorns. 
His scripture is ripped from the back of his hand. 
The scribe's wish is
sweethearts tied by light and sound
Disconnected party song, dragons on the boulevard high

Every light on the street has a story
Every street and their story
Another era has come to an end 
You'll return to where it began 
Wandering at night on Ypres Road 
To determine why you walk in the woods alone
and guilty, dastardly, mastery 

My felony melody has to be a bastards masterpiece 

Stop graftin me, chump-ass niggaz eyein me, temp me 

I'll break it
the Rose of Sharon got crowned with thorns
And was risen up on a third day morn
Now it's on, for anyone who's got the time of day
Let Him change ya act
pain
And pleasure, in every single measure
You miss being kissed by this lyrical treasure
Enjoy it at your leisure, cause it's gonna please ya
Master
song, I pass out roses with the thorns in my flesh
It's like these are groupies, I'm a mammal, 
my whole life's a freestyle set
The Earth's an orb in
song, I pass out roses with the thorns in my flesh
It's like these are groupies, I'm a mammal, 
my whole life's a freestyle set
The Earth's an orb in
a year by the riverside, I'd bring it here
Apply it gently
To the love you've lent me

While the river was twisting and braiding, the bait bobbed
versions of Feeding of the 5000
By jerks whose only fuck off to the system has been one off the wrist?
It's the Feeding of the 5 Knuckle Shuffle.

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