Emily Brimlow – Roses Lyrics

Emily Brimlow – Roses Lyrics

All these politics checking off the list
Religious hypocrites trying to sell me all the doctrine
Trying to sell me something for my soul
Trying to sell me something for my soul
fiery eyed brimstone teachers
trying to tell me something different but I ain’t gonna listen
no Imma start my own religion
Imma start my own religion

I got roses
Growing in my backyard
Every soul that’s lost is a tear from god
And I’m hopeful
That one day we’ll see
Every wall we built will crumble

All the benefits that the richer people get
is the poor get poor and the wealthy get rich
I don’t think it makes a difference
Chrome or diamond real or fiction
As the tv switches and the salesman gives you pitches
All the scrolling keeps you twitching
but you know there’s something different
Are you feeling like your the one that’s in control
But are you really in control

I got roses
Growing in my backyard
Every soul that’s lost is a tear from god
And I’m hopeful
That one day we’ll see
Every wall we built will crumble
I got roses
Growing in my backyard
Every soul that’s lost is a tear from god
And I’m hopeful
That one day we’ll see
Every wall we built will crumble

I got roses
Growing in my backyard
Every soul that’s lost is a tear from god
And I’m hopeful
That one day we’ll see
Every wall we built will crumble

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