The roses fade away quickly
But thorns yet shape my bloody feet
I`m fighting and walking
I`m preaching and crawling
It`s aching it is blowing just straight up my knees
I am breaking my burden
It is strong and I am weak
Seems it is killing me yes it is killing me
A heart of gold so bright so warm
You are my rose without a thorn
My life my way I am bagging you to stay
You are my rose without a thorn
Too busy in my failure
Too far away my saviour
A loathsome agony it´s right up for my clarity
My clarity´s a progress something I never will forget
I´ll keep it in my mind
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