I′d cry enough rain
To wash your garden away
But I'm dry as stone
So your trees wash away like veins
And I′ve been know to take a blow
And I know how fair your garden grows with
Fresh deadly roses
Fresh deadly roses
You laid all your lilies on the grave
Of all the lonely soldiers, you left battle-torn
And you cut their pride on your concertina
That surrounds your dying leaves and your
Fresh deadly roses (you gave me)
Fresh deadly roses (you gave me)
Fresh deadly roses (oh, you gave me)
Fresh deadly roses
And I know just how it feels
To see my love congeal
Under your razor heel, and your
(Fresh deadly roses)
You gave me (fresh deadly roses)
You gave me the birds in your trees
Buzzing around disease
And leaves growing blood hungry leeches
And your (fresh deadly roses)
Yeah, you gave me fresh deadly roses
One, two, three, four
More thorns in my side
Each little wound, yeah
Is getting harder to hide
Each little thorn is getting hard to swallow
I'd love to make you
Mine to break your
Fresh deadly roses
You gave me (fresh deadly roses)
You gave me (fresh deadly roses)
You gave me (fresh deadly roses)
Writer(s): Christopher J. Cornell, Kim A. Thayil, Hiro Yamamoto, Matthew D. Cameron Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
