Rum

aimagine a white rose in zion that closed

don't staring at the moon
because you can change nothing
soon after your birth
everything turned to black and you lost your wings
your white skin green eyes every parts of your body
feels nothing at all looses control
don't touch the gold it makes you dirty

time made me a bum I know you think I am dumb
smoking cig and drink a glass of rum
it's better than going numb
in front of white wall in the hospital
I pointed a pistol to views of digital
clock was burning plot was turning
but I was just watching it

it's time to fall you better hold my arm
don't be afraid of because I was scared, too

it circles around you again
zion is closed and lion is sold that I loved

i'll take you into the photograph

imagine a white rose in zion that closed

it circles around you again
zion is closed and lion is sold that I loved