Roses and Gasoline

Round and round you go On your paracosm carousel Hollow tears fall but never touch the ground Push the knife deeper into my back Hoping I would just drown So you can float without a stain Roses and gasoline tears fall but never dry the flame cry my name paramnesia Lay me down Bury me in truth of lies close my eyes Speaking stories of what never could have been you begin to break Is it guilt knocking at your door ? Drop the rose It will never be goodbye buried in your sins Try to ring the bell Roses and gasoline tears fall but never dry the flame cry my name paramnesia Lay me down Bury me in truth of lies close my eyes GO