a story to tell you,
about a little flower named rose
with all her blossom
she still afraid from tonight
and all those
dangers lurking out side
and all those
angels flying to high
one night kiss,
it's all I remember
a story to tell you,
about a little flower named rose
I see her lying on the floor
with no touch in her hands
but I'm my dreams...
in my dreams...
she still alive...
crying for help...
but in this realm,
she is lost... she is lost...
losttttt
rose...
rose...
rose...
damn she got away... goodbye gorgeous, you
fucking bitch,
rose. |