Buried by Eli Oko

I’m laying in beds of roses.

I’m laying in a bed of roses

And the petals are consuming me

I’m laying in a bed of roses

And the red is nothing new to me

I’m laying in a bed of roses

And the thorns are piercing my skin

I’m laying in a bed of roses

And I’m leaking all my happiness from within

I’m laying in a bed of roses

And the ceiling is looking brown

I’m laying in a bed of roses

And I’m praying to be found

I’m laying in a bed of roses

And raised voice I call for help

I’m laying in a bed of roses

But nobody can tell.

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