Dead Flowers Letra

That always seem to find their way

I still manage to make a living
Pulling dead flowers from their graves

This train of thought has never been healthy
I'm told it's a one way ticket to hell
But tell me where I can find my place
When I'm still trapped in this well

Plunging my head under the water
For more dead flowers that I can sell

I'm only getting older
As the time keeps passing by
Don't ask me for the answers
Cause I'm still wondering
Why I was left to die here
Without a cause for concern
To build upon my empire
Making my living from the dead

I've searched the world over
A hundred thousand times
You think you've found the answer
But you're left off wondering
Why you've been forsaken
Once again, as your maker
Sends out for a loveless garden
Of dead flowers on the side

If pulling through is to survive without a meaning
You could say I'm doing well these days
Despite the years, and the tired eyed circles
That always seem to find their way

I still manage to make a living