Vulgar Favour

Maybe it's this space that holds me back
I don't know how it's gonna grow
All the previous plants died dry, sad and thirsty
Or maybe i just don't know what to say

Is it up to your liking?
Did I get everything right?
Roses in four roses
Your number and my bourbon

I would write something
But words just don't flow like they used to
But I know I will sing it better
To accompany this imperfect offering

You are the one who deserves this
Roses can often stand for true love
I might ask for vulgar favour in return
And I hope you will indulge me



Credits
Writer(s): Joshua Loing
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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