This is the last thing I remember...
............
It was the smell of the rose I held in my hand,
The same rose that you gave me that day,
I could fell the rush,
The rush before I pulled the trigger
Then it was all over.
I felt nothing no more.
Except my love for you,
It was just me and my love.
I tooled you I would be with you again.
............
It was the smell of the rose I held in my hand,
The same rose that you gave me that day,
I could fell the rush,
The rush before I pulled the trigger
Then it was all over.
I felt nothing no more.
Except my love for you,
It was just me and my love.
I tooled you I would be with you again.
