Bad People
Bad people
Are like the wilts on a rose petal
The fallen leaves from an autumn tree
Like the creases of a brand new book
They are the prick of a newly sharpened knife
The cracked...
Are like the wilts on a rose petal
The fallen leaves from an autumn tree
Like the creases of a brand new book
They are the prick of a newly sharpened knife
The cracked...