i show up to my wars
with roses, wide-eyed
sincerity the only
weapon i can seem
to carry, just
mind your hands,
i will pare away
no thorns
for reckless fingertips
i show up to my wars
with roses, wide-eyed
sincerity the only
weapon i can seem
to carry, just
mind your hands,
i will pare away
no thorns
for reckless fingertips