“I could die a thousand times, but I’ll always be here”
Rozz Williams – Flowers
This is my favourite sad story
Forget me not or I’ll forget myself
I’ve got a few things that I’m afraid of
Sometimes I, I just can’t face myself
This is my favorite sad story
Forget me not or I’ll forget myself
I guess I’ll just tuck myself away tonight
You know it’s been one of those daysEvery pretty flower
Every lovely flower
Every deadly flower
Hides its light inside of shameI do not know why you don’t know
I cannot reap what you have sown
Beneath this blanket of loose soil
Wrapped around my mortal coilWell a stem is not a rose
But that’s how my garden grows
Can’t see the forest for the trees
The stinking poison for disease
Now it’s all shot to hell and back again
I seek redemption for the
Same old sins and I fall on my knees
I pray that all the poppies they
They will just fade away
But fields of poppies they remain
And that’s how they found me last time, deadThis is my favorite sad story
Forget me not or I’ll forget myself
I’ve got quite a few things that I’m afraid of
Sometimes I, I just won’t face myself
This is my favorite sad story
Forget me not or I’ll forget myself
I guess I’ll just tuck myself away tonight
You know it’s been one of those daysEvery pretty flower
Every lovely flower
Every deadly flower
Hides its light inside of shameI do not know why you don’t know
I cannot reap what you have sown
Beneath this blanket of loose soil
Wrapped around my mortal coilIrises lay in spring mud
Where lovers drown each other’s sorrows
Where lovers dream about tomorrows
As for me I drown another kind as
Sadness runs course through my veins
Posie wreaths they crown me
My heart, my heart
I should just fade away
I should just fade away
Fade away
Like a flower
