Hanging around circus thyme
Roses in my hair, so fine
Blossoms crushed, it's past your time
The weight of this is killing me
I don't want you to think I'm mean
So I'll bite my tongue until it bleeds
Snap dragons, no where seen
Gotta keep it under lock and key
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This circus is, for, freaks
No place for my rose, so bleak
The flowers need to go, it ain't supposed to be your home
There ain't no where to see you bloom
I cant sleep when its night
Your death notes, it causes strife
I like roses more than knives
Please don't wither, why cant you trust me a little more?
This Circus is a petal score
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Please be mine, please don't go
you know that this ain't your home
first time a rose of mine had thorns
it scratches at my eyes, scratches at my throat
Petals fall down in my ears
Don't lose hope, can't you see me here?
You're so pretty, please be my rose
I know your in pain, but your thorns hurt too
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This circus is, for, freaks
No place for my rose, so bleak
The flowers need to go, it ain't supposed to be your home
There ain't no where to see you bloom
I cant sleep when its night
Your death notes, it causes strife
I like roses more than knives
Please don't wither, why cant you trust me a little more?
This Circus is a petal score
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My rose is in pain, wont let me see
My blossom is forever mad at me
Snap-dragon's been long over me
Keep my crocus friend zoning me
My lily never really liked me, now I see
Dragon fruit flowers been too good, too sweet
And in my head it's raining sunflowers, sunflowers
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Anything to put a smile on my jester
And each clown has their own assigned flower
Anything to drown the blossoms voice
I have an assigned flower, someone elses choice
So who am I, tell me, who am I?
Clown or ring master? come back, jester...
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Petal score, petal score, this circus is a petal score...
This circus is, for, freaks
No place for my rose, so bleak
The flowers need to go, it ain't supposed to be your home
There ain't no where to see you bloom
I cant sleep when its night
Your death notes, it causes strife
I like roses more than knives
Please don't wither, why cant you trust me a little more?
This Circus is a petal score
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Circus Flowers
PoesíaCOVER ART NOT MINE I JUST ADDED THE WORDS AND STUCK SOMEONE ELSES FLOWERS ON THEM. songs that tell a story, each one unique. a circus freak and a jester who built a circus, only for the Jester to leave for someone else. we cut in to right after the...
