Red roses

Fucking roses in my head
Telling me you want me dead
All the things I shouldn’t have said
But your style can drive me mad
Fucking roses in my head
Telling me you want me dead
All the things I shouldn’t have said
But your style can drive me mad
Gave you roses cause you loved
But right now I’m getting drunk
I could never realize
You were always telling lies
Now I’m all alone
Crying on my phone
You look like a rose
Wanna kiss you slow
Fucking roses in my head
Telling me you want me dead
All the things I shouldn’t have said
But your style can drive me mad
Fucking roses in my head
Telling me you want me dead
All the things I shouldn’t have said
But your style can drive me mad
Again together getting high
I think we fucking finna die
I might just do a suicide
I’m never loved
I’m not allright
I can’t forget about the rose
I bought for you
The one you chose
Ur with another
I’m alone
The roses thorns
Im bleeding slow
Fucking roses in my head
Telling me you want me dead
All the things I shouldn’t have said
But your style can drive me mad
Fucking roses in my head
Telling me you want me dead
All the things I shouldn’t have said
But your style can drive me mad