NOFX - Decom-posuer

She's a painting out of focus
With no good sense of intention
She's authentic she's a model of disaster
With a heart of revolution she's so innocent
But guilty's her plea
Everybody wants to save her from herself
They really want to save themselves

She's got the grace of a tourist
With the charm of demolition
She's a poem without a meter or rhyme
A random design of a flower
Like a rose, no one really knows

She's a master -piece deserving
Restoration or condemnation
Time will tell us if she's
A lifer or a decom-poseur
She is rose, no one really knows

Written by:
MICHAEL JOHN BURKETT

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Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing

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