Beneath these feet, underneath the thick concrete? there used to be a sandy beach, but no one will ever know. Flowers used to grow beneath the paving
Our hands in prayer formation, Our elbows on the bed, One last try for Heaven, Thinking who wants flowers when you're dead?, You're dead, When you're dead
Baby, i miss you, but i?m glad to see, my shirt fits you, does it remind you of me, with your arms in its sleeves, well for me, is the sky, when sky
Meet, conceive and marry True love's a shotgun wedding There's no time to fool around Because you have no choices now Flowers in the backyard With the
you're the queen of the underground and you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to my wedding
instead was blood shot red And I felt a chill throughout my body That I'll never forget God Bless You [Chorus 2X: Tony Sunshine] Flowers for the dead
still rollin I look in the rear view and I see dead flowers in the yard And that string of lights they ain?t glowin? Like dead flowers Like dead flowers
I look in the rear view and I see dead flowers in the yard and that string of lights. But and it ain't glowin' Like dead flowers. Like dead flowers.
I need your lie Darling love lies And if you gave it to me I'd hold it in the palm of my hand Like a good luck charm, or a vice And i'd reach up like
I know you think you're the queen of the underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers
you think you're the Queen of the Underground And you can send me dead flowers every morning Send me dead flowers by the mail Send me dead flowers to
of sorrow" Sorrow is Eternal when the spring blooms with flowers dead And all heavens birds fell dead when the spring bloomed with flowers dead In charming
I took so many roads to find you Full of dead ends and one way streets It took some luck just to get near you I like to believe it was destiny Come
break this string, love I've plenty of room for improvement, you see and many a fool Fake this thing called love I stood and I stared at the cemetary stones Dead flowers
Metal guitars in every town White rap and DJ's, hard and loud You slice through strange air The new icon in eden Clueless and arrogant A beast of no
think I'm dead Gonna eat their brain with a piece of bread Elation Elation Elation I'm just a walking abortion Walking down the street, people think I'm dead
Some sang their songs like they're flying on uppers so sweet and smug that I lose my supper some mumble psalms of solace and virtue hang by their palms
You reached for heaven at seventeen And caught the clap from some teenage queen Took some tablets, hit it again and that's all right Sometimes you took
