I'm a victim of an old regime.
I was promised gold by a silver screen.
I can't continue, I'm running on fumes.
I'm done with the drugs.
I'm sick of this room.
If I'm a flower in your dustbin
Then you're the pesticide on me
If I'm a flower in your dustbin
With no mouth you can't breathe.
There's a puddle & a missing tooth.
I threw up blood in the fountain of youth.
I don't have a place, I don't have a home.
I take my meds, I live through my phone.
If I'm a flower in your dustbin
Then you're the pesticide on me
If I'm a flower in your dustbin
With no mouth you can't breathe.
Shoot them all, let me sort them out.
If I'm a flower in your dustbin
Then you're the pesticide on me
If I'm a flower in your dustbin
With no mouth you can't breathe.
Boston Manor - Flowers in Your Dustbin Lyrics
Boston Manor - Flowers in Your Dustbin Lyrics
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I'm a victim of an old regime.
I was promised gold by a silver screen.
I can't continue, I'm running on fumes.
I'm done with the drugs.
I'm sick of this room.
If I'm a flower in your dustbin
Then you're the pesticide on me
If I'm a flower in your dustbin
With no mouth you can't breathe.
There's a puddle & a missing tooth.
I threw up blood in the fountain of youth.
I don't have a place, I don't have a home.
I take my meds, I live through my phone.
If I'm a flower in your dustbin
Then you're the pesticide on me
If I'm a flower in your dustbin
With no mouth you can't breathe.
Shoot them all, let me sort them out.
If I'm a flower in your dustbin
Then you're the pesticide on me
If I'm a flower in your dustbin
With no mouth you can't breathe.
I was promised gold by a silver screen.
I can't continue, I'm running on fumes.
I'm done with the drugs.
I'm sick of this room.
If I'm a flower in your dustbin
Then you're the pesticide on me
If I'm a flower in your dustbin
With no mouth you can't breathe.
There's a puddle & a missing tooth.
I threw up blood in the fountain of youth.
I don't have a place, I don't have a home.
I take my meds, I live through my phone.
If I'm a flower in your dustbin
Then you're the pesticide on me
If I'm a flower in your dustbin
With no mouth you can't breathe.
Shoot them all, let me sort them out.
If I'm a flower in your dustbin
Then you're the pesticide on me
If I'm a flower in your dustbin
With no mouth you can't breathe.
Writer: Ash Wilson, Daniel Cunniff, Henry Cox, Jordan Pugh, Mike Cunniff
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music
Performed By: Boston Manor
Length: 3:17
Written by: Ash Wilson, Daniel Cunniff, Henry Cox, Jordan Pugh, Mike Cunniff