Red Roses Lyrics
von Barefoot
He dreamed of cities made of roses.
Sidewalks that lead us going nowhere.
Oh wait!
A minutes just too late, I started thinking to myself a mindful contemplate
Back to the party, extravagant soiree, a shindig I really wish I should part ways with.
I always catch myself buying what's upon the shelf suspend your essence and convert, become, emerge oneself.
It's not for me… What were posed to be… Why can't you see, a rebel life for me?
Just like the Vikings who ransacked the Baltic Sea, that feeling of oneness is parliament to me… I won't stop until myself becomes undone, I parade a flag blacker than the sun…
Blacker than the sun
How many dreams are you afraid of turning off?
How many nightmares will you inspire before you die?
Oh wait!
A minutes just too late, I started thinking to myself a mindful contemplate.
Back to the party, extravagant soiree, a shindig I really wish I should part ways with.
I always catch myself buying what's upon the shelf suspend your essence and convert, become, emerge oneself.
It's not for me… What were posed to be… Why can't you see, a rebel life for me… A rebel life for me
He dreamed of cities made of roses.
Sidewalks that lead us going nowhere…
He dreamed of cities made of…
Cities of red, red, roses
Sidewalks that lead us going nowhere.
Oh wait!
A minutes just too late, I started thinking to myself a mindful contemplate
Back to the party, extravagant soiree, a shindig I really wish I should part ways with.
I always catch myself buying what's upon the shelf suspend your essence and convert, become, emerge oneself.
It's not for me… What were posed to be… Why can't you see, a rebel life for me?
Just like the Vikings who ransacked the Baltic Sea, that feeling of oneness is parliament to me… I won't stop until myself becomes undone, I parade a flag blacker than the sun…
Blacker than the sun
How many dreams are you afraid of turning off?
How many nightmares will you inspire before you die?
Oh wait!
A minutes just too late, I started thinking to myself a mindful contemplate.
Back to the party, extravagant soiree, a shindig I really wish I should part ways with.
I always catch myself buying what's upon the shelf suspend your essence and convert, become, emerge oneself.
It's not for me… What were posed to be… Why can't you see, a rebel life for me… A rebel life for me
He dreamed of cities made of roses.
Sidewalks that lead us going nowhere…
He dreamed of cities made of…
Cities of red, red, roses
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