Mister Unit - Poppies

Love is death by a thousand cuts
And it looks like a field of poppies
A beauty born on the shoulders of death
Anticipation of the final breath

But I won't say I'm sorry
I won't say I'm sorry
Well maybe I'd say it to you

I feel I'm floating here in outer space
My body's in another time and place
I tried to get away from all I did
How did I let you get inside my head
I know it's hard for me I must confess
I thought that you could help this mess
But now you're lying like all the rest
I got the steel in my hands
The poppies on your d-d-d-dress

And I won't say I'm sorry
And I won't say I'm sorry
Well maybe I'll say it to you

Confess - I am an artist in the medium of flesh
Confess - she opened easily this flower in distress
Confess - Inhale her beauty in her final shuddered breath
Confess - Did you see them? The poppies on her dress
Confess - Did you see them? The poppies on her dress
Confess - Did you see them? The poppies on her dress
Confess - Did you see them?

I won't say I'm sorry
And I won't say I'm sorry
Well maybe I'll say it to you
Oh yeah

I won't say I'm sorry
And I won't say I'm sorry
Well maybe I'll say it to you

Confess - I am an artist in the medium of flesh
Confess - She opened easily this flower in distress
Confess - Inhale the beauty in her final shuddered breath
Confess - Well did you see them? The poppies on her dress
Confess - Did you see them? The poppies on her dress
Confess - Did you see them? Why didn't you see them
Confess - I, I, I confess

Written by:
Andrew Bedford, Curtis Parker, Gareth Smith, Peter Trapp, Simon Gotlieb

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