Dead Roses

Red rose petals fall to the floor Like wounded soldiers or casualties of war Mascara raindrops create a muddy puddle Rebuilding his love with the fiery rubble Dead roses! Wake up from hell to smell the dead roses He gives a gift but it is dead roses Wake up from Hell to smell the dead roses Yea, Dead roses She wakes up to get caked up In all that makeup to make up for what she ain't cause A sociopath has stolen her laugh She has no voice cause chokes her with wrath She thought she was Belle when she kissed the beast Thought he would change himself into a prince of peace She would look like Hell on your Insta feed Without makeup n filters to make an instant queen Her natural filter is a panda Two black eyes stare into the camera And a duck face cause her lips are swollen, it Makes u want to punch his face and put a hole in it Roses are red but your face is black and blue How do u stay when that dude is smacking you Love is sweet, but tell me how does it taste When he's knocked every sweet tooth out of your face Dead roses Wake up from hell to smell the dead roses He gives a gift but it is dead roses Wake up from hell to smell the dead roses Yea, the dead roses The filter on his face is a Halloween mask That's because his identity is trash Filth and garbage to kill her harvest Dead roses begin to wilt and tarnish In denial cause she's so strong Though every day just seems so long Thinking she's the only one to help his demons So she don't run from this Hellish season And he may kill her if she tries to leave He's got nothing else to lose so she cries and weeps You can give him your heart, but he only wants your brains Zombie love, dead roses on a grave Roses are red but your face is black and blue How do u stay when that dude is smacking you Love is sweet, but tell me how does it taste When he's knocked every sweet tooth out of your face Dead roses Wake up from hell to smell the dead roses He gives a gift but it is dead roses Wake up from hell to smell the dead roses Yea, the dead roses Red rose petals fall to the floor Like wounded soldiers or casualties of war A gift with a twist cause his love is fake Zombie love, dead roses on her grave