Flower Lyrics
Lyrics by chris cornell
Music by kim thayil
All of seventeen
Eyes a purple green
Treated like a queen, she was
On borrowed self esteem
She would do a dance
A painful masquerade
Spinning you into her web
Along her vain parade
In her uniform
Studded brass and steel
Kissing lipstick, napkin stains
And smearing sincerity
Along her vain parade
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Along her veins
Time crept up on her
She's early gray
Her reflection looks concerned
As flowers hit her grave
