Have an other song. Fuck you.
burning roses on my back
don't think you'll get me back
I've fallen way too hard
now I'm dead
a ghost, a ghost is my only friend
but it just had to happen
this is the end
it's just a passion of depression
now I'm falling, falling hard
for you, pick a card
your future lies on a rose
the more you owe
the dark sometimes scares me
because it repersents me
a monster out of control
with a burning rose
The stars are explosive
just like you
dangerous and broken
leaving you confused
now I'm falling, falling hard
for you, pick a card
your future lies on a rose
the more you owe
a mask, a flask
and a piece of glass
a mask, a flask
and a piece of glass
now I'm falling, falling hard
for you, pick a card
your future lies on a rose
the more you owe
YOU ARE READING
A book of wonder
RandomA book decicated to a one sided love and to my thoughts everyday. Sometimes it will be blank Others it will be a long essay or maybe a letter to someone perhaps just a sentence no one knows in this book of wonders and crupted thoughts on how my worl...