Black Roses

Black roses
Spin fire for her
I'm aching
Candles burning in the winter air
She is not there
Chalk outline, erase me

I hear you
Voice inside of my head
So near you
But you were already dead these years
And still oceans of beers
Embrace me, embrace me

Blue eyes still burn right into me
Your smell smolders in my memory
Can't let you go, don't wanna be free
I don't know who I'd be anymore

Black roses
Bullet went straight through the heart
Black pavement
Blood tragic crimson art
Liquid years, blown to another place
Newspaper cashing in on her pretty face
But I'll carry my black roses
You make me beautiful



Credits
Writer(s): Lizzie O'leary
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