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Thirteen roses in a row Red rain falls, Don't you know Down the window Pain it goes In the gutters Through the nose Where's the thunder When it flows...? *(Chorus) Wrapped around The gauze that's stained What difference snow? The same as pain When it melts It's just rain.* Withered flowers. Falling leaves. It's a howling in the eaves It's the cult the Maimed believe No one cares. No one grieves. Cover up. Long jeans & sleeves. Razors are a water slide On track like A carny ride Over arms & over thighs Release all The pain inside (Chorus) It's an ocean Where we sail A coin that can be Heads or tails A lover's letter, Or junk mail A piece of garbage. Holy grail. (Chorus) SøułSurvivør (C) 7/23/2017
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Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 12:07 PM UTC
Razors & Roses
Thirteen roses in a row Red rain falls, Don't you know Down the window Pain it goes In the gutters Through the nose Where's the thunder When it flows...? *(Chorus) Wrapped around The gauze that's stained What difference snow? The same as pain When it melts It's just rain.* Withered flowers. Falling leaves. It's a howling in the eaves It's the cult the Maimed believe No one cares. No one grieves. Cover up. Long jeans & sleeves. Razors are a water slide On track like A carny ride Over arms & over thighs Release all The pain inside (Chorus) It's an ocean Where we sail A coin that can be Heads or tails A lover's letter, Or junk mail A piece of garbage. Holy grail. (Chorus) SøułSurvivør (C) 7/23/2017
This song I REALLY want to release. Cutting is a terrible epidemic in our young people. It has almost replaced street drugs as the scourge of youth...
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Jul 23, 2017
Jul 23, 2017 at 12:07 PM UTC
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