Mad Clown (ft . Acacy) – Roses


With those small feet, you trample on my heart
Where did you go bae?
Pitiful cash wrinkled up in my wallet
Don’t even have enough for a round-trip
The problem is, where do I go?
Because of your lies
With your blackened mouth
When you tell me you love me

It feels like I’m licking ashes
I’m like god damn

No need to change the subject
I was just curious
You’re not even good at math
But why did you make love into arithmetic?

Why did you sleep with him?
Girl what the fuck is
wrong with you
Man what the fuck is
up with you
Stinky! Yuck!

My flower girl my flower girl
Baby I need some truth
Your red-hot lies
I already knew

My flower girl my flower girl
Baby I need some truth
Your red-hot lies
Are like rotten roses

Roses really smell
like poo poo poo
And roses really smell like
poo poo poo
And roses really smell like
poo poo poo
And roses really smell like,
roses really smell like

I went into a 24 hour cafe
The song playing is a boring one
You say things differently
From the girls I dealt with before
I’m telling my story
But it’s just the same, your heart

You can pretend you didn’t but I know it
When I stop you, I see your eyes shaking

You give off this vibe unconsciously
Now how can I play with this fool?

It’s so obvious girl, quit chasin cars
There’s no bus to transfer to
Don’t misunderstand, you ain’t that fine
All interest on your face
Fade it fade it fade it

My flower girl my flower girl
Baby I need some truth
Your red-hot lies
I already knew

My flower girl my flower girl
Baby I need some truth
Your red-hot lies
Are like rotten roses

Roses really smell like
poo poo poo
And roses really smell like
poo poo poo
And roses really smell like
poo poo poo
And roses really smell like,
roses really smell like

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