Текст (слова) песни: Manic Street Preachers - Roses In The Hospital
Roses in the hospital Try to pull my fingernails out Roses in the hospital I want to cling to something soft Roses in the hospital Progressing like a constant war Roses in the hospital There`s no one to feel ashamed for
All we wanted was a home Now we are so strung out we wanna own Like a leaf in the autumn breeze Like a flood in January We don`t want your fucking love
Roses in the hospital Stub cigarettes out on my arm Roses in the hospital Want to feel something of value Roses in the hospital Nothing really makes me happy Roses in the hospital Heroin is just too trendy
All we wanted was a home Now we are so strung out we wanna own Like a leaf in the autumn breeze Like a flood in January We don`t want your fucking love
Roses in the hospital This century achieved so much Roses in the hospital To make a voice no voice at all Roses in the hospital Flowers cannot express the loss Roses in the hospital Torn reflections of burnt out trash Of burnt out trash