House of Cards

Sister, I never saw you get your flowers (Flowers) Living out in the cold and you were hanging by a thread For all these years, the blood, the sweat, the dread The tears and voices in my head They paint a picture of a disaster inside me We can always see into the stars But we can't see the hurt inside our hearts Everything that glitters isn't gold I'm sick of always sleeping in (Sleeping in) the freezing cold Brother, your heart was torn out by our mother (Our mother) Dear lord, he's sick of living between the sword and the wall For all these years, the blood, the sweat, the dread The tears and voices in my head They paint a picture of a disaster inside me Hate is easy, hate is easy, hate is easy You've gotta try and love yourself (Hate, hate, hate) Hate is easy (Hate, hate) We can always see into the stars But we can't see the hurt inside our hearts Everything that glitters isn't gold I’m sick of always sleeping in (Sleeping in) Woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh Hate is easy, love yourself Woah-oh, woah-oh, woah-oh You better try and love yourself (Hate, hate, hate) Hate is easy (Hate, hate) You better try and love yourself

Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Feb 27, 2026