Roses
Born as a flower but forced into a rose
Confidence falls as yellow petals grow
Reaching for the sun but is greeted by the moon
Born in april but will die before june
A yellow rose in a sunflower field
Thorns and daggers to keep up the shield
Surrounded by sadness melted to chrome
Stuck in the ground but wants to come home
Soon you will realize being strong is a weakness
Picked by the hands you once trusted, ripped into pieces
Thorns ain't enough to keep you safe from your fate
But you will rise again
You will ignite again
In the end
In the end
In the end
Fully grown flowers standing in line
Turning their faces to see the sun shine
Roses can't reach and get stuck in the shadow
Dreaming about a life on the other side of the meadow
Yellow rose petals will soon crumble, too
They'll join the sunflowers, blending to blue
One day yellow roses will reach the sun
And that is the day the roses finally won
Soon you will realize being strong is a weakness
Picked by the hands you once trusted, ripped into pieces
Thorns ain't enough to keep you safe from your fate
But you will rise again
You will ignite again
In the end
In the end
In the end
Confidence falls as yellow petals grow
Reaching for the sun but is greeted by the moon
Born in april but will die before june
A yellow rose in a sunflower field
Thorns and daggers to keep up the shield
Surrounded by sadness melted to chrome
Stuck in the ground but wants to come home
Soon you will realize being strong is a weakness
Picked by the hands you once trusted, ripped into pieces
Thorns ain't enough to keep you safe from your fate
But you will rise again
You will ignite again
In the end
In the end
In the end
Fully grown flowers standing in line
Turning their faces to see the sun shine
Roses can't reach and get stuck in the shadow
Dreaming about a life on the other side of the meadow
Yellow rose petals will soon crumble, too
They'll join the sunflowers, blending to blue
One day yellow roses will reach the sun
And that is the day the roses finally won
Soon you will realize being strong is a weakness
Picked by the hands you once trusted, ripped into pieces
Thorns ain't enough to keep you safe from your fate
But you will rise again
You will ignite again
In the end
In the end
In the end
Credits
Writer(s): Tilda Bergkvist
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