Frolicking Through The Flowers

FROLICKING THROUGH THE FLOWERS - Written by Carroll Bryant 

I frolic through the flowers of your discontent

Dark clouds are forming in the skies inside my head

Reading pages after pages of the letters that you sent

Falling on the words of every single thing you said

Where is my satisfaction?

Justice finds a way to escape me again

I’m - facing the end

I need you here with me

If only just to be a friend

Well, I will be so good God damned!

Roses aren’t so pretty when they’re painted black

Lie to my fucking face then turn around

And stab my back

It leaves me just a little bit of hellish

If not a little bent

Frolicking through the flowers of your discontent

I swim inside the pool of your sexy disease

Drowning in tomorrow in the waves inside my soul

First you said you’d stay and baby, that you’d never leave

Then at the first chance, you didn’t hesitate to go

Where is my human sacrifice?

I can’t hear a thing

Not even mental screams

I need you here with me

Even if it’s in my dreams

While everything is getting crazy!

Roses aren’t so pretty when they’re painted black

Lie to my fucking face then turn around

And stab my back

It leaves me just a little bit of hellish

If not a little bent

Frolicking through the flowers of your discontent

I pay the price that your heart did overcharge

Bankrupting the love I felt

Dealing with the shit you dealt

I - say this now because everything is gone

Our love is all and done

Now you got me on the run

I frolic through the flowers of your discontent

Dark clouds are forming in the skies inside my head

In the skies inside my head

In the skies inside my head

How I wish I was fucking dead!

Roses aren’t so pretty when they’re painted black

Lie to my fucking face then turn around

And stab my back

It leaves me just a little bit of hellish

If not a little bent

Frolicking through the flowers of your discontent

Of your discontent

Of your discontent

Of your history