Roses Drop Down From The Ceiling

I cannot make it without you,

That's why I hold the sun up to stay afloat

I am a desperate rag doll

Adopted by many,

For many souls don't know what to do

With a desperate rag doll

Friends adore me

But then later on, they decide to abandon me

For what is a true friend anymore?

People are as scarce as eagles

Flying high on dopamine;

Behold the fools that walk this planet!

For there aren't many

That see the vision...

Bloodless roses never bleed on their own

Risking their own lives to save the garden

And dreams exist in broken caves

With desperate walls

And truly I am a clown without a frown!

Yet sighing and dying

Are the ceilings of wrath

For they are dying like my friends in the city

Therefore my body is nonexistent to the wrath that comes

I feel the bloodless blood dripping from the ceiling

And the roses dropping down

Look at my lifeless body lying in the desert,

The desert of love!

As I still hold the sun up to stay afloat

And I feel your soul bleeding inside me

And crying a desperate plea

Do you want me to scream at the top of my lungs?

Or do you want me to surrender?

Bind for bind, I gravitate towards you

Hoping to rekindle our invisible marriage

I hold up the secret chair with the secret sun;

Do you not know

That I will bleed bloodless roses for you?

I will give you my eternity

I will give you my heart,

I will give you my most treasured body part

And I will bleed for you in the street

Alone with my heart in hand

For I will do anything for you

As long as my roses don't bleed.