Lyrics to Carrying Flowers
Carrying Flowers Video:
Hair of the dog and splitting unrest
spending spare change on being depressed
suitable prison for the bothered kinds
happiness you're a...?
breaking down underworldly shame
bored and dead
swallow the mundane
cracks in my palms washed from my hands
alone with many vices
spine is crooked to my neck, and mind a spiral staircase
the morning is a strangle, always roses at the foot of my bed
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