Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rosalie, artist - Great Grandpa. Album song Four of Arrows, in the genre Иностранный рокDate of issue: 24.10.2019
Record label: Big Scary Monsters
Song language: English
Rosalie |
| The path in her brain gets rewarded again |
| Where it hardens and strengthens in a looping refrain |
| And masked spectres of the past reveal themselves against her will |
| To slide in this moment, alive again pro tem |
| There’s an endless expanding drawn in the eyes |
| A soul decomposing, a body alive |
| Rosalie lives, lives on her own |
| Scared like a german shepherd, in the back of the yard |
| Wait til morning, cares coming by |
| Changing her clothes, listening to |
| Odd things, throw the cereal on the ceiling |
| Stretched screams, shallow skin, swollen feet |
| Rosalie lives, lives with her own |
| Home like a TV sitcom, and her kids in the car |
| Wait til nighttime, see her again, hollow and thin |
| Wading through |
| Odd things, throw the cereal on the ceiling |
| Stretched screams, swollen speech, void of meaning |
| Sad scenes can be beared, can be handled |
| No thing keeps me up, keeps us screaming |
| It’s the hardest part, the hardest part |
| Just a relentless regress |