Roses for the Dead

Serve our backs, suffer long this time Rose are flowers shadowing the light We were bells start... round the bell Our body soothe in the bitter light Serve our backs, suffer long this time, my life Things were shadows from they're in the light Our bo

Just to say we're sorry, For the black eyes and bleeding lips. And it's hard to forget How many lies we've told. Or how old we'd grow, Before I said goodbye. So let's scrape our knees on the playground. It's not your fault, You feel okay. It's too la