Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Rose

Smell the rose, inspiration
Does it make you to fuck?
go fuck yourself, you're scarred
With but aren't we all?

Harder, it feel good?
Oh, how we the pain
Consume, buy yourself
Love doesn't you

It hurts but I was born into
Love hurts, makes me you
Make me fuck corrupt minds
Thoughts and feelings

Fuck it hard, harder, fuck me, I
Our love is dead, pain orchestrates art
I feel but I can't feel
Unwanted by my

And I'll slice my on a thorn
Of the dead rose you me with
And on our last
She a bitter taste in my mouth

Dead