Gardenias lyrics - Protest The Hero song
The hapless hills of Hollywood hide halfhearted happiness
A hardened heroine hangs her head
Hear her hyperventilate
Here, her hands had hammered home
Her half-written history, yeah
With her heart in her hands
Her hands stopped holding on, yeah
A penny for your thoughts
A quarter for the show
The truth should turn to rot
Whichever way the wind blows
The truth, yes, a blonde
Despondent from her failures
Fury raging claiming innocence lost
That spawned chaotic behavior
A handbag and some women's shoes
Hidden on the forest floor
Discovered by a hiker on the hill
Haphazardly hanging out was her self-destruction
And her handwritten history, yeah
"I'm afraid I'm a coward, I'm sorry for everything"
Yeah
A penny for your thoughts
A quarter for the show
The truth should turn to rot
Whichever way the wind blows
A penny for your thoughts
A quarter for the show
The truth should turn to rot
Whichever way the wind blows
The truth, yes, a blonde
Couldn't give a shit about her failures
Suffering in silence, chemical imbalance
That spawned erratic behavior
The truth, yes, a blonde
Yes, a blonde, yes, a blonde
Apparent in the night, but absent come the dawn
The truth, yes a blonde
Yes, a blonde, yes, a blonde
Apparent in the night, but absent come the dawn
Where is the country I came here to find?
It's running its hands through my hair
Its borders and boundaries are clearly defined
It's forty-five feet through the air
Only the night sky will witness my flight
Without so much as a care
Out past the margins of all that's finite
It's forty-five feet through the air
It's forty-five feet from here to there
It's forty-five feet through the air
It's forty-five feet to bliss from despair
Only forty-five feet through the air
It's forty-five feet from here to there
It's forty-five feet through the air
It's forty-five feet to bliss from despair
Just forty-five feet through the air
Forty-five feet from here to there
Forty-five feet through the air
It's forty-five feet to bliss from despair
Just forty-five feet through the air
The world rushes past and it's softly obscured
By the quiet and stillness of death
Take from me this body
It's all that I have left
Floating effortlessly
The scent of gardenias in the air
A veil should mask her face
And her short blonde hair
A hardened heroine hangs her head
Hear her hyperventilate
Here, her hands had hammered home
Her half-written history, yeah
With her heart in her hands
Her hands stopped holding on, yeah
A penny for your thoughts
A quarter for the show
The truth should turn to rot
Whichever way the wind blows
The truth, yes, a blonde
Despondent from her failures
Fury raging claiming innocence lost
That spawned chaotic behavior
A handbag and some women's shoes
Hidden on the forest floor
Discovered by a hiker on the hill
Haphazardly hanging out was her self-destruction
And her handwritten history, yeah
"I'm afraid I'm a coward, I'm sorry for everything"
Yeah
A penny for your thoughts
A quarter for the show
The truth should turn to rot
Whichever way the wind blows
A penny for your thoughts
A quarter for the show
The truth should turn to rot
Whichever way the wind blows
The truth, yes, a blonde
Couldn't give a shit about her failures
Suffering in silence, chemical imbalance
That spawned erratic behavior
The truth, yes, a blonde
Yes, a blonde, yes, a blonde
Apparent in the night, but absent come the dawn
The truth, yes a blonde
Yes, a blonde, yes, a blonde
Apparent in the night, but absent come the dawn
Where is the country I came here to find?
It's running its hands through my hair
Its borders and boundaries are clearly defined
It's forty-five feet through the air
Only the night sky will witness my flight
Without so much as a care
Out past the margins of all that's finite
It's forty-five feet through the air
It's forty-five feet from here to there
It's forty-five feet through the air
It's forty-five feet to bliss from despair
Only forty-five feet through the air
It's forty-five feet from here to there
It's forty-five feet through the air
It's forty-five feet to bliss from despair
Just forty-five feet through the air
Forty-five feet from here to there
Forty-five feet through the air
It's forty-five feet to bliss from despair
Just forty-five feet through the air
The world rushes past and it's softly obscured
By the quiet and stillness of death
Take from me this body
It's all that I have left
Floating effortlessly
The scent of gardenias in the air
A veil should mask her face
And her short blonde hair
Gardenias lyrics
Palimpsest album songs
released 2020 via1. The migrant mother
2. The canary
3. From the sky
4. All hands
5. The fireside
6. Soliloquy
7. Reverie
8. Little snakes
9. Gardenias
10. Rivet
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check here the lyrics for Gardenias, the 9th song of the 10 recorded for the album Palimpsest, with a total running time of , by Protest The Hero. It was released on June 19, 2020 via , and produced by .