Текст песни Elliott Smith - Coming Up Roses, слова песни Elliott Smith

Текст песни Elliott Smith - Coming Up Roses

Elliott Smith - Coming Up Roses слова песни

i`m a junkyard full of false starts
and i don`t need yr permission
to bury my love under this bare light bulb
the moon is a sickle cell
it`ll kill you in time
you cold white brother riding yr blood
like spun glass in sore eyes
while the moon does its division you`re buried below
and you`re coming up roses everywhere you go
red roses follow
the things that you tell yourself
they`ll kill you in time
you cold white brother alive in yr blood
spinning in the night sky
while the moon does its division you`re buried below
and you`re coming up roses everywhere you go
red roses
so you got in a kind of trouble that nobody knows
and you`re coming up roses everywhere you go
red roses

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Coming Up Roses

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