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