13.03.2019
Roses
Chests full ofBleeding roses
They say it is beauty
But I do not think so
I am waiting till God
Will cure the wounds
While I take some rest and I do not hurt anymore
Fake, fake, fake, go away
Fake, fake, go away
Fake, fake, go away
Fake, fake, go away
Don't fool me anymore because I am bored of it already
In fashionable clothes
They hide the truth
They want to dress
My screaming soul
Sit me down on a horse
And braid my hair
I think I will run the hell away from here
Naked and barefoot
Fake, fake, fake, go away
Fake, fake, go away
Fake, fake, go away
Fake, fake, go away
Don't fool me anymore because I am bored of it already
Don't fool me
Because I am very tired
Of all these stupid lies
Where sweat drops are real
Where sad cries laugh loud
Where silently tears fall and no your passport is needed here
Because I feel you and you feel me and that is enough
Chests full of
Bleeding roses
They say it is beauty
But I do not think so
I am waiting till God
Will cure the wounds
While I take some rest and I do not hurt anymore