Soundgarden - Flower (BBC Session) lyrics
[Soundgarden - Flower BBC Session lyrics]
All of seventeen eyes a purple green
Treated like a queen
She was on borrowed self-esteem
She would do her dance a painful masquerade
Spinning you into her web
Along her vain parade
In her uniform of studded brass and steel
Kissing napkin lipstick stains
And smearing sincerity
Along her vain parade along her veins
Along her veins
Time crept up on her she's in early gray
Her reflection looks concerned
And flowers hit her grave
Yeah, grave, grave, grave
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