Everybody looks to me
But you can't scream
And you can't let me be
All this dust is falling down
And I just want to run away
Guess I went to your garden to wait
But there's no roses growing there today
Did you want this?
Its too late, doll baby
Those roses whithered dead
Did you want another chance to live?
Author notes
With the garden part, I was thinking of how in Blood and Gold by Anne Rise, MArius was always refering to his garden with Pandora. I just loved that and it really stuck with me.
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