Crimson Flower
What I want can not be explained
What I need is to feel the pain
Do not care to be entertained
I cut myself on the thorns
And I feel alive
I see you and I see blood red
I see you, can’t get you out of my head
Why do I get a sense of dread
The thorns sink evermore
My mind’s on overdrive
Why does the flower bloom
Why does the flower bloom
I’ll never know
But it’s threatening to consume
All of the room
Inside my heart
You will be the death of me
Crimson flower, crimson flower
Gnarled and twisted, just like me
Gnarled and twisted, I can’t breathe
I do not wish to be set free
So sink your thorns in more
Revitalize
You think that I will run from you
You think you will tear me in two
What if I said I want you to
Make my knees hit the floor
I’m by your side
Why does the flower bloom
Why does the flower bloom
I’ll never know
But it’s threatening to consume
All of the room
Inside my heart
You will be the death of me
Crimson flower, crimson flower
Why does the flower bloom
Why does the flower bloom
I’ll never know
But it’s threatening to consume
All of the room
Inside my heart
You will be the death of me
Crimson flower, crimson flower
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