Waiting For Black Rose Petals To Arrive In The Mail
Istasha
Stalled tries
Everyday
To late
Drown where we lost out on all we were
Everyday
To late
A
Trial
Down to pieces
And to habit mind alone
Then you had enough
It's gone
End it
And lose
Supply
We walk into waters now
Don't hesitate
And Soon
Will free your lungs
Anchors are left untied
We float on the other side
Am I entertained?
Wide awake