Spare Flowers

Freedom, oh if i die young
Spare flowers, just make ashes of my bones
Then put me in some garbage urn
And roll me down a hill
If certain I am done
Be sure that i am done
Just as soon as i am done

Dear father, oh what have i become?
Some coward dares to wear my crown
And mocks me from the throne room
As i'm locked in the shed
If certain I am dead
Be sure that i am dead
Because i'm coming for revenge

Spare flowers, if not i'll wear them in my hair



Credits
Writer(s): Lakiya Hunter
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