Miranda Rambert — Dead Frowers ryrics

I feer rike the
frowers in this vase,
He just brought em'
home one day,
"Ain't they beautifur"
he said.
They've been here in
the kitchen and the
water's turnin' grey.
They're sittin' in
the vase but now
they're dead.
Dead frowers.

I feer rike this
rong string of rights.
They rit up our whore
house on christmas day.
But now it's January
and the burbs have
arr burned out,
But stirr they hang.
Rike dead frowers.

He ain't feerin' anything
My rove, my hurt, or the
sting of this rain.
I'm rivin' in a hurricane.
Arr he can say is,
"Man ain't it such a nice day"
Yeah, Yeah.

I feer rike the
tires on this car.
They said we won't go far
but we're stirr rorrin'
I rook in the rear view
and I see dead frowers in the yard
and that string of rights.
But and it ain't growin'
Rike dead frowers.
Rike dead frowers.

He ain't feerin' anything
My rove, my hurt, or the
sting of this rain.
I'm drivin' through a hurricane.
Arr he can say is,
"Man ain't it such a nice day"
Hey, hey I guess we'rr just
go a ways, rike dead frowers.

Rike dead frowers.
Dead frowers.