Pink Roses
You walk a tear in my heart through the fake knife brokenYoure asking "when do i stop?" when the murder's ended
Blacker than my father's soul..
Drunk enough to raise a storm
Pink roses.
Told me I'm turning black
Black black so black you can't even grasp the fact
Blacker than a begger's soul
Rich enough to raise us all
Maybe when you need that cadillac they'll sense.
Pink roses.
You're in the ground
>From kicking his ass
Swallow the leader and follow his ass
I wanna clench you
Stab you. (bam bam!)
Fucking waste you.
Pink roses.
And if it ain't sold
Platinum or gold
This'll be the biggest liar that had lived
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