Dead Flowers
Yeaaarh
Yeaa
Dark tidings upon the lost
Paranoia's become our trust
Nothing can pay
For the change
Everyone fears
None arranges
Now isn't it romantic!
Walking hand in hand
Through glittering sand!
Sewage of brains
Archived and hid
By then you realize
We're better off dead
Why must our children die?
If we wanted a cure we'd fight our lives
Flowers will rise
Killing growth
Flowers will die
In all of my life we've walked towards black
While rich men talk no one goes back
Keep the pretender and play out the game
I invented this cure so put on my name
Now isn't it romantic
Walking hand in hand
Through glittering sand!
Sewage of brains
Archived and hid
By then you realize
We're better off dead!
Why must our children die?
If we wanted a cure we'd fight our lives
Flowers will rise
Killing growth
Flowers will die
You wanna die
Just take this pill
While misanthropy grows
The media's will
Now isn't it romantic
Walking hand in hand
Through glittering sand!
Sewage of brains
Archived and hid
By then you realize
We're better off dead!
Why must our children die?
If we wanted a cure we'd fight our lives
Flowers will rise
Killing growth
Flowers will die
Why must our children die?
If we wanted a cure we'd fight our lives
Flowers will rise
Killing growth
Flowers will die
Yeaa
Dark tidings upon the lost
Paranoia's become our trust
Nothing can pay
For the change
Everyone fears
None arranges
Now isn't it romantic!
Walking hand in hand
Through glittering sand!
Sewage of brains
Archived and hid
By then you realize
We're better off dead
Why must our children die?
If we wanted a cure we'd fight our lives
Flowers will rise
Killing growth
Flowers will die
In all of my life we've walked towards black
While rich men talk no one goes back
Keep the pretender and play out the game
I invented this cure so put on my name
Now isn't it romantic
Walking hand in hand
Through glittering sand!
Sewage of brains
Archived and hid
By then you realize
We're better off dead!
Why must our children die?
If we wanted a cure we'd fight our lives
Flowers will rise
Killing growth
Flowers will die
You wanna die
Just take this pill
While misanthropy grows
The media's will
Now isn't it romantic
Walking hand in hand
Through glittering sand!
Sewage of brains
Archived and hid
By then you realize
We're better off dead!
Why must our children die?
If we wanted a cure we'd fight our lives
Flowers will rise
Killing growth
Flowers will die
Why must our children die?
If we wanted a cure we'd fight our lives
Flowers will rise
Killing growth
Flowers will die
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Writer(s): Mads Buur
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