Black Roses

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Black Roses

She made me think of black roses

When I needed darkness

She showed me the way.

So fragile

Her skin was like porcelain

Her tongue was like acid

She showed me the way.

Black roses on a blood red dress

Dark kisses and a sweet caress

We are alone

But we can be alone together.

Black Roses

I think of black roses

When my heart is troubled

When I’m in pain.

So seductive

Like a doorway to heaven

Like the end of the world

She showed me the way.

Black roses on a blood red dress

Dark kisses and a sweet caress

We are alone

But we can be alone together.

Thin stems and jagged thorns

Somethings die before they’re reborn

We are alone

But we can be alone together.

Black Roses

We are the Black Roses

We drink the colours

Out of the days

So insistent

Like an oil slick on water

Like a bruise on your shoulder

We’ll show you the way.

Black Roses on a blood red dress

Dark kisses and a sweet caress

We are alone

But we can be alone together.

We are the Black Roses.


The Smoke: words, chords, vocal
The Undead Boy: keys, drum programming, production, harmonica

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