Lyrics:
thorns would it grow
And thornless are the roses that grow upon her grave
Roses are slow to fade
So years went by, but she never lost her beauty
Was a prophet of old
The Lamb was slain
Just as he foretold
I believe Jesus
Was the Word made man
And He died for my sins
And He rose again
I believe,
Good times and bum times, I've seen them all
And, my dear, I'm still here
Plush velvet sometimes
Sometimes just pretzels and beer, but I'm here
needed
When I got it, I was greeted by an alien
That said last year that she slept with a Canadian
That gave him an addiction that'd keep him in
A 16-year-old girl was shot in the head
One time for my mama
Two times for you
One time for my mama
Two times for you
Yeah, how does it feel to be
if that means a new man every night inside of you
Baby, I don't mind
You can tell by how I roll
'Cause my clique hard and my cup cold
My tongue
face, amazed by lip gloss
Cherry scent, when the princess spoked yo it bounced off
Mole like Marilyn Monroe, threw a rose in her mouth
Wherever God go
face, amazed by lip gloss
Cherry scent, when the princess spoked yo it bounced off
Mole like Marilyn Monroe, threw a rose in her mouth
Wherever God go
some Attica felons
Use a firearm good
Bloods go for heart swelling
Insert the spasm
Yes the dirty herb has him
Thoroughbred thugs insert the phantasm
humbled and held
At The Rose Society
On Grand Ave and Kennedy
It's where we break down when we can't
Live for the fantasy, but I know what is good for me
SMILES ALWAYS CAME AFTER TEARS.
DAY AFTER DAY, YEAR INTO YEAR
ALL THOSE PLEASURES I KNEW
ARE NO LONGER TRUE
FOR
CHORUS:
ONCE I BELIEVED THAT
know my father well
If a better blade was ever made
It was probably forged in hell
My father was a good man
A lawyer by his trade
And only once did I
of smells that I wait all year for
Summer's so beautiful to me, I like 'em all but
Listen to this summer morning
Those big trees are up there
By
I'm doing it for?
Hungry like it's my rookie year, and I'm new to the sport
The game is tied up, they looking at you in the fourth
Do you take
the Word made man
And He died for my sins
And He rose again
This is just to show my appreciation
For all of your love
For all of these years
[Chorus]
Your doin' the most (yeah, yeah)
I wanna learn
NcRRcTOR
Eight bells in the evening
It was dinnertime
Sailors and passengers
Gathered in the mess
For a humble meal
While Morgan strummed a guitar
Rose was a waitress for twenty years or more
bringing in the change, she was heaven sent
she taught me how to balance trays when I didn't know what
know it was many years ago
So long Lullaby Rose
I am standing by the sea waiting for my boat
To take me away from here for good
I need to hold my feeling
guess it wasn't enough
In the state of Texas yes
You won't live and see the end of this
So put another rose on your chest for you
John
A perfect fit
the news and their informants
Fuck you if you're listening
Fuck me for just recording
All these fucking temper tantrums
Fuck anyone supporting
Fuck this year
it?
With the roses outside my door
The years have passed and the war is done
Time is lost and hearts and minds are won
Will I ever see your face, will
a musket beside her
With the barrel beneath her breast
"Now keep good watch" and they kissed her
She heard the dead man say
"Look for me by the moonlight
through the day
Then look for me by the moonlight
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight, though hell should bar the way"
He rose
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