Rosesonmygrave (feat. Duskhead)
Roses on my grave
Roses in my casket
A rose is what I gave
And now it turns to ashes
Roses on my grave
Roses in my casket
A rose is what I gave
And now it turns to ashes
I can't give you love
So I gave you roses
I'd give you my heart
But it's already broken
I'd give you my word
But I feel like I'm choking
Chest full of ember
I can't blame it on the smoking
Said you'd love me
Forever and always
Say that to myself
While I'm tripping down the hallway
To Pluto and back
And I really meant it
These roses on my grave
They'll always represent it
I could die tomorrow
Rot on this dirty carpet
But If I die tomorrow
Bury me in the garden
Bury me with the flowers, the roses, the tulips
At least something beautiful
Will come from something useless
Roses on my grave
Roses in my casket
A rose is what I gave
And now it turns to ashes
Roses on my grave
Roses in my casket
A rose is what I gave
And now it turns to ashes
Why you call me, I can't do this
What I foresee, I can't lose this
I stay alone, I need no one
I stay at home, Getting more done
I'm sick of this, trying to be someone I'm not
Rather be me, even if it hurts
I'm sick of putting on a show, Rather be me
Oh no, Fuck up my, Last try, I can't live with myself
I can't be alone, I don't need anyone
To control me to be someone I'm not
Roses on my grave
Roses in my casket
A rose is what I gave
And now it turns to ashes
Roses on my grave
Roses in my casket
A rose is what I gave
And now it turns to ashes
Roses in my casket
A rose is what I gave
And now it turns to ashes
Roses on my grave
Roses in my casket
A rose is what I gave
And now it turns to ashes
I can't give you love
So I gave you roses
I'd give you my heart
But it's already broken
I'd give you my word
But I feel like I'm choking
Chest full of ember
I can't blame it on the smoking
Said you'd love me
Forever and always
Say that to myself
While I'm tripping down the hallway
To Pluto and back
And I really meant it
These roses on my grave
They'll always represent it
I could die tomorrow
Rot on this dirty carpet
But If I die tomorrow
Bury me in the garden
Bury me with the flowers, the roses, the tulips
At least something beautiful
Will come from something useless
Roses on my grave
Roses in my casket
A rose is what I gave
And now it turns to ashes
Roses on my grave
Roses in my casket
A rose is what I gave
And now it turns to ashes
Why you call me, I can't do this
What I foresee, I can't lose this
I stay alone, I need no one
I stay at home, Getting more done
I'm sick of this, trying to be someone I'm not
Rather be me, even if it hurts
I'm sick of putting on a show, Rather be me
Oh no, Fuck up my, Last try, I can't live with myself
I can't be alone, I don't need anyone
To control me to be someone I'm not
Roses on my grave
Roses in my casket
A rose is what I gave
And now it turns to ashes
Roses on my grave
Roses in my casket
A rose is what I gave
And now it turns to ashes
Credits
Writer(s): Dakota Urbanowicz
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