Mona

You're a canvas fold
Another tainted soul
Another thousand notes
How does she hold your clothes?
Malinche, Christe Pie
Jesu Pie, Christe
I live to tell the tale of an awful soul
Inundated fraught
The root of all your love is in the ire of ivory
And the sea
Alina brought me fire, roses at her feet
Paled in comparison
To her parents' skin

Hold my throat to the throne
Passing through the steering lights
Hoping that my dreams go out tonight

Mona
Hold me close
I've seen it all before
You can take my vice
Build a ring of fire
To each his own
Inundated fraught
The root of all your love is in the eye of the champion
I wanna be someone
To you, I'll have some meaning
Please forgive me
I'll teach my own

But then, I'll talk you



Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Hutto
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