When the white, white roses rain above my head
I hear the wild noises from what people say about me
And I tried so hard to ignore it And I tried so hard not to speak
But could someone please remind me Why I have trouble still to believe
If there's a god above my head, he should pick me with both hands
And take me to a place where I will feel safe again
A place I feel safe again To a place I feel safe again
In this tiny little house I got nothing left to eat
Cause I spent all of my money Drinking myself back to sleep
And it takes a lot of guts To recover from that car crash
When nobody else is there for you when you always finish last
It's a cold, cold evening I'm having troubles to sleep
Must have a deeper meaning Embedded in the concrete
I'm trying so hard to remember Why my skin is always raw
But the countless days of eating shit and the mold that's in my draw
If there's a god above my head he should pick me with both hands
And take me to a place where I will feel safe again
In this tiny little house I got nothing left to eat
Cause I spent all of my money Drinking myself back to sleep
And it takes a lot of guts To recover from that car crash
When nobody else is there for you And you always finish last
And I know I make excuses And I know that I'll tell a lie
But I can't be the only one here Who has offered themselves to die
It don't make a lot of sense Being born with a troubled mind
But I can't be the only one here Who has offered themselves to die
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When the white, white roses rain above my head
I hear the wild noises from what people say about me
And I tried so hard to ignore it And I tried so hard not to speak
But could someone please remind me Why I have trouble still to believe
If there's a god above my head, he should pick me with both hands
And take me to a place where I will feel safe again
A place I feel safe again To a place I feel safe again
In this tiny little house I got nothing left to eat
Cause I spent all of my money Drinking myself back to sleep
And it takes a lot of guts To recover from that car crash
When nobody else is there for you when you always finish last
It's a cold, cold evening I'm having troubles to sleep
Must have a deeper meaning Embedded in the concrete
I'm trying so hard to remember Why my skin is always raw
But the countless days of eating shit and the mold that's in my draw
If there's a god above my head he should pick me with both hands
And take me to a place where I will feel safe again
In this tiny little house I got nothing left to eat
Cause I spent all of my money Drinking myself back to sleep
And it takes a lot of guts To recover from that car crash
When nobody else is there for you And you always finish last
And I know I make excuses And I know that I'll tell a lie
But I can't be the only one here Who has offered themselves to die
It don't make a lot of sense Being born with a troubled mind
But I can't be the only one here Who has offered themselves to die
I hear the wild noises from what people say about me
And I tried so hard to ignore it And I tried so hard not to speak
But could someone please remind me Why I have trouble still to believe
If there's a god above my head, he should pick me with both hands
And take me to a place where I will feel safe again
A place I feel safe again To a place I feel safe again
In this tiny little house I got nothing left to eat
Cause I spent all of my money Drinking myself back to sleep
And it takes a lot of guts To recover from that car crash
When nobody else is there for you when you always finish last
It's a cold, cold evening I'm having troubles to sleep
Must have a deeper meaning Embedded in the concrete
I'm trying so hard to remember Why my skin is always raw
But the countless days of eating shit and the mold that's in my draw
If there's a god above my head he should pick me with both hands
And take me to a place where I will feel safe again
In this tiny little house I got nothing left to eat
Cause I spent all of my money Drinking myself back to sleep
And it takes a lot of guts To recover from that car crash
When nobody else is there for you And you always finish last
And I know I make excuses And I know that I'll tell a lie
But I can't be the only one here Who has offered themselves to die
It don't make a lot of sense Being born with a troubled mind
But I can't be the only one here Who has offered themselves to die
Writer: Francis John-Duarte
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