She's the angel on top of the tree Sugarheart, here she comes She's going to fall on me
Innocence was our fire We told the truth I miss the sweet boys in the summer of their youth
Tear the petals off of you And make you tell the truth Tear the petals off of you Tear the petals off of you And make you tell the truth Tear the petals off of you
They will make you so, so cynical The fire burns the flesh Destroyed the best and made us old
She's the grace of this world She's too pure for the likes of this world This world is a whore
Tear the petals off of you And make you tell the truth Tear the petals off of you Tear the petals off of you And make you tell the truth Tear the petals off of you
Oh...it's all mine And hey...it's all mine And hell is all mine
I never knew what I could be All the darling buds of May They fall with no sound They carry you down They carry you down
All the lilies bloomed and blossomed Wilted and they're shivering I can't stop their withering Oh, this world is a war
Tear the petals off of you And make you tell the truth Tear the petals off of you Tear the petals off of you And make you tell the truth Tear the petals off of you Tear the petals off of you And make you tell the truth Tear the petals off of you |
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