Flowers

Having dinner with your parents girl you look so good in flowers grab a ciggi and lets be flawless I can f*ck you in the shower I was 18 you were sadness I was lonely, you were fire let me hug you pretty lier we can dance over our bodies and Im happy when you put your eyes into my soul when you are smiling with that face is like a gunshot to my head grab your things lets kill your parents we can scape into the wildness I wish that I was those fucking flowers take my hand and rip my arm