STB Noah - Warrior

Dead Roses

I can tell you now, I've been running out of hope
And the only way I feel okay is off the dope
And where do you go when you just don't know
What you wanna do with your life no more?
Gave you some roses but they're all dead
I don't know what the fuck is wrong with my head

Seeming like I'm not in the right space
Oh, how do I wish I had a happy place

Tears and water, washing down the drain
Washing on your face
Washing with the rain
It occurred to me that I'll never be the same
I admit it now that I've changed
Was it for the better? Was it for the worse?
I don't know man, my life is a curse

I've been beat up, stabbed and thrown in the dirt
By the person I love the most, now I'm a ghost
Not like my life is getting any faster
She turned me into a ghost now it's like my name is Casper
I don't like mental pain, I'm done fighting this
I know I'm a yungen but I'm far from childish

Roses, dead in your mailbox
Roses, dead in your mailbox
Roses, dead in your mailbox
Roses, dead in your mailbox

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Writer(s): Noah Schmidt
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