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There're flowers on my bed,

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There're flowers everywhere I’m led.

I see flowers in my head,

But why are there flowers if no one’s dead?


Someone once told me,

Flowers were for the ones six feet under.

So how can this be,

If no one is dead?


I screamed, but no one ever heard me.

I cried, but no one ever cared.

So could it be,

That I was not spared?


There're flowers in my hair;

I smell them in the air.

There're flowers on the ground;

Everywhere I look, they’re all around.

I see flowers in my head  and everywhere I’m led.

I see flowers and flowers are for the dead…

So, who has passed on?


Someone once told me flowers were intended for those who were six feet under.

Flowers are for the dead, dead, dead…

I hear it ringing in my ears like thunder, thunder.

I wanna know, need to know…

Who’s six feet under?

Who’s six feet under?


Someone once told me,

Flowers were for the ones six feet under.

So how can this be,

If no one is dead?


I screamed, but no one ever heard me.

I cried, but no one ever cared.

So could it be,

That I was not spared?


Flowers are for the dead, dead, dead.

Flowers are for the dead, dead, dead.

So who’s been taken by death, death, death?

I suspect…

I suspect…

It was me, me, me.

It has to be...


Someone once told me flowers were intended for those who were six feet under.

I hear it ringing in my ears like thunder.

Flowers are for the dead and the one who’s dead is me.