Lletres: Marti. Unmade Beds. Rose.

Some might be sure
no doubt on what has to be done
I ?m not even sure
where I?m gonna park my car tonite
they gave me this tie
so I could hang myself
they even gave new shoes
so i could stumble on their rugs

but if I die this very day
it will be allright
I?ve died a few times before
but she always brought me back in time

cause she?s a rose
she?s like a rose
it?s a twisting refrain
I got stuck in my brain
rose
she?s like a rose
it?s a twisting refrain
I got stuck in my brain
she?s like a rose
she?s my rose

they gave me a map
so I could get lost in my room
they gave me a brand new car
so I could crash inside

but if I die this very day
it will be allright
I know a sage I ain?t
but something is clear deep inside my mind

cause she?s a rose
she?s like a rose
it?s a twisting refrain
i got stuck in my brain
rose
she?s like a rose
it?s a twisting refrain
i got stuck in my brain
she?s like a rose
she?s my rose

rose
she?s like a rose
it?s a twisting refrain
i got stuck in my brain

rose
she?s like a rose
it?s a twisting refrain
i got stuck in my brain

she?s like a rose
it?s a twisting refrain
I got stuck in my brain

she?s my rose
it?s a twisting refrain
I got stuck in my brain
rose
she?s like a rose
it?s a twisting refrain
i got stuck in my brain
stuck in my brain
Stuck in my brain