Tricked again
I thought I clicked and then
the fire courses and spreads
igniting this thread
leading to catastrophe
overload and after feed
why did it have to be me
blame it on fate and see
where all the answers lie
not with the sun but under the pale mooned sky
beautiful in its destruction
burning at the construction
roses end my recollection

I trusted and died
just another person pretended and lied
where does it all come to a close
who knows, where the wind blows
but down this road I trudge
true Scorpio, building his grudge
til' it wont even take a nudge
steel and concrete might budge
and yet the answers still lie
not with the moon but a black sun sky
beautiful in its destruction
burning at the construction
roses end my recollection

how can people be so cruel
started with life and ended a fool
throwing everything that mattered
rhyme schemes are splattered
and yet it ends in why
why stick with the red moon sky
why work for nothing and keep on yearning
I look back and shit... my roses are burning
beautiful in its destruction
burning at the construction
roses end my recollection

so go ahead, take your heart and throw it away
might hurt tomorrow but save you today
why let someone else put you in pain
reign in your fear and point out and blame
life isn't fair, never was, I know
but it all goes to show
people just layin low
hiding out where the wind don't blow
somethings never change
others are lost in the exchange
so lets holler out don't cringe
shit... my roses are burning again
beautiful in its destruction
burning at the construction
roses end my recollection

My Beautiful Burning Roses