scorn
Angel's wing's Devil's with horn's all through out the world everybody hold's Scorn
you can't fight it with your eye's open you can't fight it with your eye's closed
especially when your there you gave me scorn and nothing else because deep inside you blamed yourself everything comes with a price and to me scorn is like a thorn on a rose something
you can't hide but something you can always remove with a prick and a certaity that in the end
the rose will bloom to to it's fullest and once again become the beautiful flower it was meant to be
To me the thorn just added contrast But the scorn that just added..... Life
you can't fight it with your eye's open you can't fight it with your eye's closed
especially when your there you gave me scorn and nothing else because deep inside you blamed yourself everything comes with a price and to me scorn is like a thorn on a rose something
you can't hide but something you can always remove with a prick and a certaity that in the end
the rose will bloom to to it's fullest and once again become the beautiful flower it was meant to be
To me the thorn just added contrast But the scorn that just added..... Life