Here they come, unaware of me, flying down the road I'll just lie here like I'm a dead toad And when they see me they'll slam on their brakes and there they go Blood drops on white roses. Squealing breaks across the pavement Animal lovers, not an amazement Car rolls over, their bodies lay twisted in fragments Blood drops on white roses. They just celebrated their 20th wedding anniversary together Dragging the family along to make the memory last forever Another year to celebrate, never Blood drops on white roses. Nose in the air, tail still swinging high I pass the drunken test as I walk the yellow line This is the best ever, I hit a gold mine Blood drops on white roses.Birth sign: Pisces
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