Warm wolves milking mary In the skull of a girl made of flowers My angels gone crazy As her heart is being devoured
I treated you badly and Don't want to be forgiven Forgot the taste of candy Right after i lost all vision
The leaves are growing older In the dark i lie here beneath them The sun smiles as it gets colder More than once or twice I have asked him
"Why can't i stop thinking And live pretty just like a flower?" I question while i'm still drinking And not kissing your eyes at this hour