Disjointed
Rose
I thought I was romantic
Turns out there is a strong chance I am sick
I thought that I was Fred Astaire
But when I stared at my true likeness
I saw Fred West
Oh I know
I'm out of control
I think I am addicted
To this feeling I get
I was born a fresh blood hunter
I play with my prey 'til the end
Then I dismember them
And move on to the next one
I'll hunt alone
Until I find my Rose
If we get the chance
To start up our romance
You who knows these same
Somewhat obsessive ways
We'll live in our house
With secrets underground
And soon it will unfold
The tale of Fred and Rose
But oh
I suppose
You never know
It could be love
In some disjointed form
Between us the sum of our parts
Is somewhat greater than the sum of those tarts who'd pull apart
Together we will reach extremes
Two rebels cheating a society to make ends meet
But I know
The way the story goes
So if we get the chance
To start up our romance
You who knows these same
Somewhat compulsive ways
We'll have to watch our backs
And cover up our tracks
Or soon it will unfold
The tale of Fred and Rose
But oh
I suppose
You never know
It could be love
It could be love
In some disjointed form
Rose
Rose
Oh Rose
It's only wrong when I'm alone
I thought I was romantic
Turns out there is a strong chance I am sick
I thought that I was Fred Astaire
But when I stared at my true likeness
I saw Fred West
Oh I know
I'm out of control
I think I am addicted
To this feeling I get
I was born a fresh blood hunter
I play with my prey 'til the end
Then I dismember them
And move on to the next one
I'll hunt alone
Until I find my Rose
If we get the chance
To start up our romance
You who knows these same
Somewhat obsessive ways
We'll live in our house
With secrets underground
And soon it will unfold
The tale of Fred and Rose
But oh
I suppose
You never know
It could be love
In some disjointed form
Between us the sum of our parts
Is somewhat greater than the sum of those tarts who'd pull apart
Together we will reach extremes
Two rebels cheating a society to make ends meet
But I know
The way the story goes
So if we get the chance
To start up our romance
You who knows these same
Somewhat compulsive ways
We'll have to watch our backs
And cover up our tracks
Or soon it will unfold
The tale of Fred and Rose
But oh
I suppose
You never know
It could be love
It could be love
In some disjointed form
Rose
Rose
Oh Rose
It's only wrong when I'm alone
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Writer(s): Ben Mcgarvey
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