Rolling in the roses

Breaking the windows, to my soul
The playground in my heart, is out of my control
All the children, in my blood
I laugh and then they're singing and they're jumping in the mud

Is there a demon, under my bed
I saw it in a movie once and now it's my head
Don't try to trick me, to fall into love
I step on all the cracks cause I'm a superstitious punk

Rolling in the roses
Pocket full of explosives
Watch out, it's gonna blow
Shot into the sky
No choice but to fly

I'm ready to burn it, to the ground
The walls are made of paper and I'm hearing every sound
Don't you get it, it's all a joke
All the mirrors are broken and we're breathing in the smoke

Rolling in the roses
Pocket full of explosives
Watch out, it's gonna blow
Shot into the sky
No choice but to fly
Straight into the sun
Won't stop 'til you come

Rolling in the roses
Rolling

Shot into the sky
No choice but to fly
Straight into the sun
Won't stop 'til you come