A Boy With Roses

True Love, Fake Love

Don\'t you think I know about trouble?                        

Years of complications, I\'m wasting away                          

All the smiles I collected in jars, snails in pockets of breath                    

Waves rolling on sand and drifting back to sea                                                                  

Climbing mountains just to look through my mind puzzle                                                      

A clockwork orange rebel                                                                                                                  

I faced death and laughed at insanity                                                                                                  

Life never really meant much to me, but now                                                        

I\'m paying for my sins and the day is pulling me                                                                          

Into a sea of treacherous unforgiveness.