Dead Roses

Motherfucker
Oh, aha
Do you think you know me better
With a bottle in your hand?
Yeah, I’ve always had this feeling
Dulled across and stupid man
When you see me
You won’t see me at all
When you hear me
You’re gonna take the fall
And dead roses
Don’t make you a friend
Stop your bitching and your creeping
You’ll never reach the promise land
Run into your sympathisers
Yeah, you got the master plan
When you see me
You won’t see me at all
When you hear me
You’re gonna take the fall
And dead roses
Don’t make you a friend in the end, yeah
And dead roses
Don’t make you a friend in the end, yeah
Yeah, you’re such a bottom feeder
I can see right through your sin
Take a look inside your seething
Greedy pump, there’s no end then
When you hear me
You won’t hear me at all
When you see me
You’re gonna hit the wall
And dead roses
Don’t make you a friend
And dead roses
Don’t make you a friend, yeah