Roses

Raised up
Mud around her ankles
Gap up in her front tooth
Put me on her shoulders
Took me to her brothers
He made me puff a roller
Finally in her garden
She hands me a flower (it's black)

There's a shower (there's a shower)
Counting the seasons (counting the seasons)
Till that black rose (till that black rose)
Blooms again

There's a shower (there's a shower)
Counting the seasons (counting the seasons)
Till that black rose (till that black rose)
Blooms again

Raised up (blooms again)
Mud around her ankles (blooms again)
Gap up in her front tooth (blooms again)
Put me on her shoulders
Took me to her brothers (oh yeah)
He made me puff a roller (I'm gassed)
Finally in her garden (at last)
She hands me a flower (it's black)

There's a shower (there's a shower)
Counting the seasons (counting the seasons)
Till that black rose (till that black rose)
Blooms again

There's a shower (there's a shower)
Counting the seasons (counting the seasons)
Till that black rose (till that black rose)
Blooms again

There's a shower (there's a shower)
Counting the seasons (counting the seasons)
Till that black rose (till that black rose)
Blooms again



Credits
Writer(s): Quentin Lepoutre, Matthew Urango
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