Black Roses for this dyin' love Now we're breakin' up Since we're givin' up Black Roses an early Valentine Special delivery just for you and I Black Roses,Black Roses
know why I'm takin' this fire, fire, fire. Give me your guns And keep your stupid roses (And keep your stupid, stupid roses aah) Give me your guns And keep your stupid roses
wild You want to see me crazy taking my meds And wipe away my noises you think I'm a mess Take me six feet under while your roses died I came alive
Mushrooms and roses is the place to be (Smells like love to me) Where all the lonely droids and lovers have their wildest dreams (It's the sound of thea
life, guns and roses Life is all about guns and roses Bittersweet like friends and foes Some get lucky and some get chosen Just like life, guns and roses More guns then roses
make love and dont think twice Too many of us to, to get paid so Why not give blood make love and dont ask why Dont think twice Only bread and roses will
business Guns n' roses mafia proses Briefcase money, hot cars, and hot clothes This is the life, nigga that's the life Guns n' roses mafia proses Briefcase
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brown hair I don't know, maybe it was the roses All I know I could not leave her there I don't know, it must have been the roses The roses or the ribbons
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