Eighteen Visions - Dead Rose Lyrics
smell the rose.sweet inspiration.does it make you want to *****?then go ***** yourself.you're scarred with imperfection, but aren't we all?harder. does it feel good?oh how we love the pain.consume. buy yourself love.love doesn't want you.it hurts, but i was born into this. love hurts.makes me hate you. make me ***** them.corrupt minds, thoughts and feelings beauty.***** it hard. harder. ***** me.i have. our love is dead.pain orchestrates this art.sometimes i feel, but i cant feel.unwanted by my virgin.and i'll slice my throat on a thorn of the dead rose you left me with.and on our last kiss...she leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. dead rose.