I came clean with her
I did it on my knees
Holding on to love, I could see
Someone said the music was old
I didn't hear it play for so long
I feel like a nun picking roses
And he never comes when he promises
This milk is too warm for the night
So much to learn, am I holding you right?
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Film is so obscene I don't watch it anymore
I have a video that plays just for me
I picked a dance with violence, it moved out of time
I have guilt, and that guilt is mine
I'd do it again, I don't need happiness
Now forget what I said
And after this was born here
I feel like a nun picking roses
And he never comes when he promises
This milk is too warm for the night
So much to learn, am I holding you right?
And I miss you so much
I feel like a nun picking roses
And he never comes when he promises
This milk is too warm for the night
So much to learn, am I hurting you?
I feel like a nun picking roses
And he never comes when he promises
The older the night, the more it flowers
And after this was born here
And here
And here
And here