Every rose has its thorn
Every code can be deciphered
Every problem has a solution
And every lips has its voice
Her skin is white as snow
Her lips is red as blood
But she isn't Snow White
She's prettier than her
She's precious
But few noticed
Mostly loathed her
It's because of her secret
Her face looks so innocent
Her gestures are very modest
But little did you know
Behind those smiles are fangs
The innocent girl
Was not as what as you think
Because behind those glimmering eyes
Are lustful desires
I saw her tonight
Colorful face
Redder lips
Slutty dress
Pretty sexy for a princess
Exactly not as what you expected
And just as I thought
Every rose has it's thorn
Watched and followed her
Guess something's off
Thought she's a rose full of thorns
Or was it I who misjudged?
