Pink Roses

You like to carry my heart in a bag that's broken.
You're asking when do I stop? When the bottle's empty.
Blacker than my father's soul. Drunk enough to raise us all.
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Nomad, Drowning Rat.
Black, black, so black you cant even grasp the fact.
Blacker than a begger's soul.
Rich enough to raise us all.
Lead with your need as god decends
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Cold to the ground, what gets me this down?
The smell of magnesium, the smile of a clown.
I wanna drink you.
Scare you.
F*** you and Film you
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can't help but feel like this group's music ... anyone who knows this band?
well ... i don't wanna do the thing after "scaring you" though
not yet ... hehehe