It's simple really...I pick up my guitar, spill my guts and soul into a song i create on acoustic guitar, I pick up my phone, record it, and post it...these son
She must of been worth it, to throw yourself away
She must of been perfect, so wheres she at today
She must of been caring, and took the pain away
She must of been daring, but not enough to stay
Now you love with hate
Disengage yourself with rage
Bury the Roses
That remind you of what
Could of been had it been real
So conseal it
They must have been vicious, for you to fuel the fire
They must have been judging, when calling you a liar
They must have been screaming, controlling you inside
They must have been guilty, for reasons you still lied
Now you're falling down
You aint shit without your crown
Bury the Roses
That remind you of what
Could of been had it been real
You conseal them
All your flowers were a waste
Hope you dont forget her taste
It dont matter if you try
She wont answer when asked why
Your time is over, she's getting colder, denied forgiveness, you'll never win this, she wants the power, she wants approval, she wants to witness, your removal
Of those roses burn
Lessons that i hope you learn
Bury the person
That took you away
From words to her you'd never say
There's no more yesterday
