Roses Songtext
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Walking and Walking, then the ground starts to crumble
"Why me?" I scream-I've worked so hard not to stumble
Expect something, you get something- it may not fit
Disappointment looms- yeah, it's a pile o' snakes man
you'll get bit-you get bit
Gather those greasy lessons and move forward with a grin
find the moment, smell the roses, and breathe again
"Why me?" I scream-I've worked so hard not to stumble
Expect something, you get something- it may not fit
Disappointment looms- yeah, it's a pile o' snakes man
you'll get bit-you get bit
Gather those greasy lessons and move forward with a grin
find the moment, smell the roses, and breathe again
Swirling and whirling-nothing firm here to stand on
When we finally get this, it is then that we can move on
Silly old me
like a broken record
like a broken record
like a broken record
the beauty of it all is that it is never the same...
find the moment, smell the roses, breathe again!
When we finally get this, it is then that we can move on
Silly old me
like a broken record
like a broken record
like a broken record
the beauty of it all is that it is never the same...
find the moment, smell the roses, breathe again!
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