We all lie silently still
On the petals of a rose
Although we all lie close together
We feel miles apart inside

Was it something we said or something we did
Did our words not come out right
Though we crawled around upon you
Though we crawled
But that's probably why they say

Every rose has its bug
Just like every roach has its rug
Just like every cricket chirps his sad, sad song
Every rose has its bug
Yeah it does

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