Bombed Lyrics - Mark Lanegan

Love there are flowers, hangin' in the vine 

So high you cannot see 

Now my mind, must go on holiday 

Torn from it's hook, a broken Valentine 

I see the smoke from a revolver 

Will I get hit? I hardly care 

When I'm bombed, I stretch like bubblegum 

(Gum) 

And look too long, straight at the morning sun 

Love there are flowers along the avenue 

All things perfectly in place 

I build a shrine, I set a monument 

Because you're fire 

Because you're a fire escape 

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