Pink Roses By Glassjaw.wmv

The Lyrics to pic Roses by Glassjaw and this isn't no live shit that make the song suck. This is the real deal straight from the album

You like to carry my heart
In a bag thats broken.
You're asking when do I stop?
When the bottle's empty.
Blacker than my father's soul,
Drunk enough to raise us all.

Pink roses.

Nomad:
Drowning rat.
Black.
Black.
So black you can't even grasp the fact.
Blacker than a beggar's soul,
Rich enough to save us all.

Pink roses.

Lead with your need as god descends.
Cold in the ground.
What gets me this down?
The smell of magnesium,
The smile of a clown.

I want to drink you, scare you, fuck you and film you.

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• Pink
• Roses
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• Glassjaw