Roses
My whole life on the edge,
And you pushed me down
I let you, since the hole
Is full of rose petals
As i fall, my blood is pouring out
Oh, the roses are with thorns
Couldnt predict that.
© amelia
And you pushed me down
I let you, since the hole
Is full of rose petals
As i fall, my blood is pouring out
Oh, the roses are with thorns
Couldnt predict that.
© amelia