Incarnadine Roses
You think we're beautiful...
You think we're kind...
Imaginative stories of us sweeping off your feet...
In reality be blessed that we don't break your crown.
We're out for blood...
Don't try to understand...
Give us love,
and we'll give you nightmares.
This is our time.

You think we're beautiful...
You think we're kind...
Imaginative stories of us sweeping off your feet...
In reality be blessed that we don't break your crown.
We're out for blood...
Don't try to understand...
Give us love,
and we'll give you nightmares.
This is our time.


