flowers for the dead
they've got time to smell 'em now
and think on what they've said
me i haunt myself so much i only hear my head
flowers for the dead
at my wake i'll finally wake and like a snake i'll shed
all the things that killed me and i'll start to live instead
my skin and bones i'll give 'em to the next on down the line
to resurrect a monument to this big me of mine
turning in my grave the page that booked marked what i knew
i'll reach up past the pain and sang a little song for you
i'll give the bee's and birds desert and be there for the dew
and soak up all the rain and sun so you can smell what's true
flowers for the dead x2
we've got time to smell em now and think on what we've said
me i haunt myself so much just help me clear my head
flowers for the dead x2
sometime i hear the spirits
sometimes i fear the spirits
sometimes i'm near the spirits
sometimes i feel the spirit
i've been pining in my boxes
no more boxes for me
any dirt on me
is right under your feet
feeds the flowers
feeds the fruits
look in closely you'll see
fowers for the dead x2
we've got time to smell em now and think on what we've said
me i haunt myself so much just help me clear my head
flowers for the dead x2
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