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Gold Against The Soul 1993
Roses in The Hospital текст песни

Roses in The Hospital

Lyrics by richey james and nicky wire, music by james dean bradfield and sean moore

Roses in the hospital
Try to pull my finger nails out
Roses in the hospital
I want to cling to something soft
Roses in the hospital
Progressing like a constant war
Roses in the hospital
There's no one to feel ashamed for

All we wanted was a home
Now we're so strung out we wanna own
Like a leaf in the autumn breeze
Like a flood in january
We don't want your fucking love

Roses in the hospital
Stub cigarettes out on my arm
Roses in the hospital
Want to feel something of value
Roses in the hospital
Nothing really makes me happy
Roses in the hospital
Heroin is just too trendy

All we wanted was a home
Now we're so strung out we wanna own
Like a leaf in the autumn breeze
Like a flood in january
We don't want your fucking love

Roses in the hospital
This century achieved so much
Roses in the hospital
To make a voice no voice at all
Roses in the hospital
Flowers cannot express the loss
Roses in the hospital
Torn reflections of burnt out trash
Of burnt out trash

Forever ever delayed
Forever ever delayed
Forever
Forever
Forever ever delayed

Independence is a game
Forever ever delayed
Credibility, I'm yawning

Forever
Forever
Rudi rudi rudi rudi gonna fail
Forever ever delayed
Forever delayed
Forever
Forever
Forever delayed

The west scratches onto my skin
Forever delayed
Contagious like a suntan
We never felt any sun


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