I Wish for a Rose

If I make rules for you
Hand me your broken tools gently
One stroke means losing you
Preach for your haunted heart too
Seek my knowing
Place your backspin
In thoughts I might like
Shut the gate
I am calling
Hoping to find you pouring
Blood on divine
Coffins loaded in shotguns
Waiting for my sign
Or what you might call it
You wish to draw a line
I am the hand who guides try me
Mirrors is your desire
Poison is on your lips
Kiss me
Mark my tombstone confidential
I wish for a rose
Wild at heart but lacks just a doorman
Keeping the sinful
Understand the path that they choose
Ring the bells out
Whisper needs some synergy to die out
This Is my answer
I think I like it too much
The evil laughter
I want to own not to touch
My head Is clouded with trust
For those who reach me
Too much or hardly enough
I think I like it too much
The evil laughter
I want to own not to touch
My head Is clouded with trust
For those who reach me
Too much or hardly enough



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Popp Therkildsen, Johan Skjold Knudsen
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