Flowers and a Wreath
You and me in medicine hearts
What do you want from them?
Some sort of home in the hate
I'm leaving my house today
Now I'm afraid of scars on the statues
Weather in our love, until you're my new friend
Fuck I want to try to be everything else
I want the wolves to come inside our house
What's the problem? It made you feel
I feel you buried in your new red heels
Fists that crash in my face
Bleeds on the fashion you make me ache
When I have a home I'll write this down
Try to explain the XXX theme
Of course it's money that brought you to love
I use to sit and watch her eyes
Sink into her skull all night
The television lighting our broke up rooms
I heard it's your birthday with your bones
Someone's underground but I woke up
Brush the dirt off the leaves, flowers and a wreath
You and me in medicine hearts
Scratching at the surface next to him
If you want you could swallow my fortune
A bigger back yard means nothing
It rained on the power lines where I grew up
If I gave up would you still want to touch
It rained on the power lines where I grew up
If I gave up would you still want to touch
So I could feel you buried
Flowers and a wreath
(Flowers)
Flowers and a wreath
(Flowers)
Flowers and a wreath
(Flowers)
Flowers
Flowers and a wreath
(Flowers)
Flowers and a wreath
(Flowers)
Flowers and a wreath
(Flowers)
What do you want from them?
Some sort of home in the hate
I'm leaving my house today
Now I'm afraid of scars on the statues
Weather in our love, until you're my new friend
Fuck I want to try to be everything else
I want the wolves to come inside our house
What's the problem? It made you feel
I feel you buried in your new red heels
Fists that crash in my face
Bleeds on the fashion you make me ache
When I have a home I'll write this down
Try to explain the XXX theme
Of course it's money that brought you to love
I use to sit and watch her eyes
Sink into her skull all night
The television lighting our broke up rooms
I heard it's your birthday with your bones
Someone's underground but I woke up
Brush the dirt off the leaves, flowers and a wreath
You and me in medicine hearts
Scratching at the surface next to him
If you want you could swallow my fortune
A bigger back yard means nothing
It rained on the power lines where I grew up
If I gave up would you still want to touch
It rained on the power lines where I grew up
If I gave up would you still want to touch
So I could feel you buried
Flowers and a wreath
(Flowers)
Flowers and a wreath
(Flowers)
Flowers and a wreath
(Flowers)
Flowers
Flowers and a wreath
(Flowers)
Flowers and a wreath
(Flowers)
Flowers and a wreath
(Flowers)
Credits
Writer(s): Eric William Young, Derek Daniel Paulin, Aaron Nicholas Romaniuk, Brendon Viljo Saarinen Pernar, Josh Paul Romaniuk
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