Rain on an empty carpet full of roses Watch both of my nostrils break Walk into the sun, my hands covered in ashes Gave you kind of heart to save I tried to stick the reins but only struck the vein And now I'm making less of me I could try to settle down but I'll never come back round to the person that I used to be Rain on a rosy carpet full of roses I'm wearing all my things Like a chrono, you turn into a sloth You show into a siren sight I'm not the, I'm not the devil but I'm standing pretty close I'm not the, I'm not the devil but I'm standing pretty close All I'm needing is right here for the rest of my life
