Lemon - Katy Roseinvisible_amyeApril 18 2005, 04:46:33 UTC
Lemon
They've clipped my wings again tore them apart and then left me No use to fly away to my yesterday of freedom My eyes died back that day seeing the hurt I may have done Beat my instead of them pain is my only zen of fun
I'll go where secrets are sold where roses unfold I'll sleep as time goes by
So hurting here is where I belong singing a sond blood on my hands to stay strong The flowers in the graveyard are all gone I don't belong there is no right to heal the wronge soup's on hot feelin' like a do or die I can't throw up don't think i evan want to try
You still can't make me cry you've pinned this butterfly down My fire's burning out kill my flame without a frown And starving hurts the soul when you're hungry for some love So if I close my eyes I can really fly above
I'll go where secrets are sold where roses unfold I'll sleep as time goes by
So hurting here is where I belong dreaming a song blood on my hands to stay strong the flowers in the graveyard are all gone I don't belong there is no right to heal the wronge soup's on hot feelin' like a do or die I can't throw up don't think I evan want to tryyy- tryyyy- tryyyyyy
They've clipped my wings again
tore them apart and then
left me
No use to fly away to
my yesterday
of freedom
My eyes died back that day
seeing the hurt I may have done
Beat my instead of them
pain is my only zen
of fun
I'll go where secrets are sold
where roses unfold
I'll sleep as time goes by
So hurting here is where I belong singing a sond
blood on my hands to stay strong
The flowers in the graveyard are all gone I don't belong
there is no right to heal the wronge
soup's on hot feelin' like a do or die
I can't throw up don't think i evan want to try
You still can't make me cry
you've pinned this butterfly
down
My fire's burning out
kill my flame without
a frown
And starving hurts the soul
when you're hungry for
some love
So if I close my eyes
I can really fly
above
I'll go where secrets are sold
where roses unfold
I'll sleep as time goes by
So hurting here is where I belong dreaming a song
blood on my hands to stay strong
the flowers in the graveyard are all gone I don't belong
there is no right to heal the wronge
soup's on hot feelin' like a do or die
I can't throw up don't think I evan want to
tryyy- tryyyy- tryyyyyy
(chorus again)
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