Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Roses, artist - Grieves. Date of issue: 24.08.2017
Song language: English
Roses |
| Money talks |
| Bullets sing and the city moans |
| I watched the pressure turn a man into a pile of bones and eat him |
| Hard to believe that I used to humor it |
| God became a box that I put my treacherous future in |
| Threw it all away |
| Some part of me is still in it |
| Swimming in dark waters that swallow a man’s vision |
| They turn us into collisions |
| Swerving off of the road |
| Show me one fuck given |
| I’ll show you a dozen owed man |
| I saw your finger pointed at me from the roof |
| Want to feel a little closer come and wrestle with the truth |
| Shit |
| I was told that I wouldn’t ever be you so they pumped me full of drugs to make |
| a version they could use |
| Then they wonder why I used |
| Yeah they wonder |
| Tell me what would you expect when they poison us at the roots |
| No help just a whole bunch of «told you so’s» but I’ve survived because in the |
| dirt is where the roses grow |
| Now I’m stronger than I’ve ever been |
| It was raining outside they wouldn’t let us in |
| Showered down got soaked to the bone |
| But in the morning I was surrounded by roses |
| Roses came from a seed |
| These roses grown in the city |
| Roses thrown at my feet |
| These roses surrounded me |
| When we were down |
| Nobody ever gave a shit |
| Just a couple of food stamps and a waiting list |
| Momma checking her savings |
| But we ain’t making it |
| Single lady with baby’s the 80's made me this |
| It doesn’t phase me but lately I’ve been crazy as shit |
| Admit you hate me |
| Because this faking not helping a bit |
| Not lazy but they haven’t paid me or gave me a tip |
| My heart is vacant |
| It’s aching and breaking to bits |
| If my skin started fading I can pay some rent |
| My mind is racing |
| Got me facing the pavement and bricks |
| Changing pages but they booked me for raising my kid |
| I’m sorry but this lifestyle got me chasing the chips |
| No handouts |
| I’d rather prove myself until I bring your inner fan out |
| Then you’ll understand what these thoughts in my heads about |
| Fuck standing out |
| Put my voice in the speakers |
| And you can see it’s panning out |
| Now I’m stronger than I’ve ever been |
| It was raining outside they wouldn’t let us in |
| Showered down got soaked to the bone |
| But in the morning I was surrounded by roses |
| Roses came from a seed |
| These roses grown in the city |
| Roses thrown at my feet |
| These roses surrounded me |