Roses
MESSER
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I am running on the train tracks
I can tell it scares you the way I don’t react
Something impossible is burning your heart
So I look over my shoulder to the boy I left behind
It all becomes roses
It all becomes roses
Took my hand and touched yourself
I wanna look at you in the eyes
It all becomes roses
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Wild hunter with no weapon
Golden summer swing naked in the Sun
Safe and tender as a memory
Warmest encounter give yourself to me
It all becomes roses
It all becomes roses
Took my hand and touched yourself
I wanna look at you in the eyes
It all becomes roses