Sytë - Pink Roses

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Archive your past
So it’s not in my hands
(Yeah, yeah)
No matter how much I beg
No matter how much I ask
Don’t let me tear open your baggage
Your ideas bathe in forgiveness
And are perfumed in pink roses
If you were able to do it all again
Your ideas bathe in forgiveness
And are perfumed in pink roses
If you were able to do it all again
I would be your shadow
I want to know everything
Because that’s what you are to me
It’s the scorpio in me
To handle things obsessively
I’m sorry if it’s too intense for you
Your memories are bittersweet to me
Your memories are bittersweet to me
Your ideas bathe in forgiveness
And are perfumed in pink roses
If you were able to do it all again
I would be your shadow
Draining surface pains
'Till I touch the root
Teeth falling out in my dreams
And I kept a tooth
I can’t sleep in a dark room full of mirrors
I’m scared to be alone
Let’s lie together
Your memories are bittersweet to me
Your memories are bittersweet to me
Your memories are bittersweet to me
Your memories are bittersweet to me
Ideas bathed in forgiveness
And are perfumed in pink roses
If you were able to do it all again…