Rose on a Grave

 

I think I've went too far this time

 

 

 

I pull up to the graveyard

Brought a weapon as a safeguard

I walk through the pathways

Thought of some of these people as my padres

 

I feel like I fucked up

The emotion stick to me like syrup

I shouldn't have ever grabbed those pills

Look, this is a big deal

 

 

I'm gonna put that rose on a grave

And with this rose I will engrave

My regrets for these actions

I don't need no transactions

For my sorrows

With these feelings I swallow

 

 

I'm sorry my friends

I didn't want your life to end

All I did was see red

While you dropped dead

 

 

I sit down below a tree with my thoughts

And think I should end it all; probably not

I get these visions in my head

Blood splattering, painting the town red

 

What's a few extra pills gonna do

I already have a few loose screws

Pop a few extra Seroquels

And if I die, oh well

 

I'm being haunted by the faces of the ones I hurt

Every night, I see them, calling me from the dirt

I know if I die, I'm going straight to the depths

So I might as well just take a breath and accept my death

Intercept the steppes, it's not complex

What did you expect from my regret?

Why not percept and connect the steps

Of my lengths, of my adepts in this mess

Complex in objects of these subjects

A codex is what sect suspects

Protect the rejects of this breath

This is defect

 

 

I'm gonna put that rose on a grave

And with this rose I will engrave

My regrets for these actions

I don't need no transactions

For my sorrows

With these feelings I swallow

 

 

I'm sorry my friends

I didn't want your life to end

All I did was see red

While you dropped dead

 

 

Oh no, I'm starting to see red again

Better go hide my friend

I'm coming