Black Roses - MISSIO

I am your son, you are my mother

I’m on my own, you’re not my lover

Don’t tell me how to live

I am your son, you are my father

You led us like lambs on our way to the slaughter

Who do you think you are?

One, two, three

I know you lied to me

I can see

Now that I’m free

It’s me and the black roses

It’s me and the black roses

It’s me and the black roses

It’s me and the black roses

It’s me and the black roses

It’s me and the black roses

I am your son, she’s not my mother

You think she’s perfect, to me, just another

Do you think it’s okay?

But I am your son, for worse or for better

Despite the fact that you a homewrecker

I guess that’s who you are

One, two, three

I know you lied to me

I can see

Now that I’m free

It’s me and the black roses

It’s me and the black roses

It’s me and the black roses

It’s me and the black roses

It’s me and the black roses

It’s me and the black roses

It’s me and the black roses

It’s me and the black roses

It’s me and the black roses

It’s me and the black roses

It’s me and the black roses

It’s me and the black roses

It’s me and the black roses

It’s me and the black roses

It’s me and the black roses

It’s me and the black roses

It’s me and the black roses

It’s me and the black roses