The rose that never opened up
drinking from a devils cup
of denial
You can’t even smile
You are all thorns anyway
In the savage light of day
you weren’t born this way
But you allowed yourself to be moulded
it’s better to be unfolded.
The rose that never opened up
drinking from a devils cup
of denial
You can’t even smile
You are all thorns anyway
In the savage light of day
you weren’t born this way
But you allowed yourself to be moulded
it’s better to be unfolded.