Manic Street Preachers - Roses in the Hospital paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Roses in the Hospital - Manic Street Preachers



Roses in the hospital
Try to pull my finger nails out
Roses in the hospital
I want to cling to something soft
Roses in the hospital
Progressing like a constant war
Roses in the hospital
There′s no one to feel ashamed for
All we wanted was a home
Now we're so strung out, we wanna own
Like a leaf in the autumn breeze
Like a flood in January
We don′t want your fucking love
Roses in the hospital
Stub cigarettes out on my arm
Roses in the hospital
Want to feel something of value
Roses in the hospital
Nothing really makes me happy
Roses in the hospital
Heroin is just too trendy
All we wanted was a home
Now we're so strung out, we wanna own
Like a leaf in the autumn breeze
Like a flood in January
We don't want your fucking love
Roses in the hospital
This century achieved so much
Roses in the hospital
To make a voice, no voice at all (na-na-na, na-na-na)
Roses in the hospital
Flowers cannot express the loss
Roses in the hospital
Torn reflections of burnt out trash
Burnt out trash
Forever, ever delayed
Forever, ever delayed
Forever, forever
Forever, ever delayed (independence is a game)
Forever, ever delayed (credibility, I′m yawning)
Forever, forever (Rudi, Rudi, Rudi, Rudi, Rudi, Rudi gonna fail)
Forever, ever delayed
Forever delayed
Forever, forever
Forever delayed (the west scratches onto my skin)
Forever delayed (contagious like a sun tan)
We never felt any sun (oh-oh, Rudi, Rudi, Rudi gonna fail)



Writer(s): Nick Jones, Sean Moore, James Bradfield, Richey James


Manic Street Preachers - Gold Against the Soul
Album Gold Against the Soul
date de sortie
22-12-1989




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