Dead Roses
Erase these thoughts I'm just trying to find a way out.
On the sunny days all I see is the rain and the drought
They got me feeling like I ain't never ever looking back
Focus on the grind got to stay up on these tracks
They've Been trying to chase I'm just been painting vision clear
I look around I don't see anybody even near
Minds erasing demons chasing I see nothing but fear
Memories keep us close together but I know your are not here
I'm just figure trying to figure this out on my own
Waiting for the day I've been sitting on my throne
They already know that I'm better on my own
I'm just trying to tell you all I hear are dial tones
Take us back to the days where we were innocent
We would talk about our days and we were winning
They would talk about us like we didn't exist
Hopeful minds in a world where its full of bliss
Put dead roses where we use to meet
They give you 43 reasons why you should be free
I put these wings on now these demons they leave me be
Flying so high up in the clouds I ain't coming down
Sitting on my throne now I'm wearing my fucking crown
I don't see these highs ever seem to come down
Put dead roses where we use to meet
The old me dead and gone you don't even know me
Put dead roses where we use to meet
The old me dead and gone you don't even know me
On the sunny days all I see is the rain and the drought
They got me feeling like I ain't never ever looking back
Focus on the grind got to stay up on these tracks
They've Been trying to chase I'm just been painting vision clear
I look around I don't see anybody even near
Minds erasing demons chasing I see nothing but fear
Memories keep us close together but I know your are not here
I'm just figure trying to figure this out on my own
Waiting for the day I've been sitting on my throne
They already know that I'm better on my own
I'm just trying to tell you all I hear are dial tones
Take us back to the days where we were innocent
We would talk about our days and we were winning
They would talk about us like we didn't exist
Hopeful minds in a world where its full of bliss
Put dead roses where we use to meet
They give you 43 reasons why you should be free
I put these wings on now these demons they leave me be
Flying so high up in the clouds I ain't coming down
Sitting on my throne now I'm wearing my fucking crown
I don't see these highs ever seem to come down
Put dead roses where we use to meet
The old me dead and gone you don't even know me
Put dead roses where we use to meet
The old me dead and gone you don't even know me
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Writer(s): Kriz Khaoz
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