Lunacy Driven Plague Roses Lyrics

"Plague the Roses"

***By: Mick Armstrong***

Look through your own eyes, deprive what you could have been. Open the world couldn't change your mind. In search for a peaceful deception of false pride. False interpretation is your own false hope. And we are the ones who can make this change, and we are the ones who can't fake the heart. To make a mend with a new fiend, we are the plagued roses. Wake up the undead, and walk through the wounded. If pictures were perfect, then what's one more try. Hands on the hour glass, live for the moment. Shot for relief and f___ing blew it. Cause we are the ones who can make some sense, and we are the ones who can't fake the heart. We are the plagues roses...

I came to believe it would end, and the silence that swallows the truth. In the time it would take to fulfill yourself, and conquer all your dreams. It's the same that I face for the night. I know time will tell it all. The silence that makes you sick inside. Now the sun is gone. Where I left it all. And every part of me that breathed in you, I f___ing left it all.

Get your picture-perfect lifestyle. You pay for what you induce. When distance leads to lock-down. It's the world we seize to breath. This war's been here too long. We all but swallow the pride. To prepare the means for an end, and f___ing wash me aside.

Oh I can see it, oh I can see the waves coming down on me...