• Budding Roses, hear my plea
    Stop all signs of Misery
    All my life is loss and wins
    Separate me from my sins
    You will always come and always go
    Will you send a sign that I would know?
    The sound of music plays and dies
    Will you stop spreading all these lies?
    You're stuck on killing
    But, to kill me, are you willing?
    Budding Roses, hear my pleas
    All these dogs have dirty fleas
    I'm afraid to lay down today
    For I will get them, this I say
    Budding Roses, hear my plea
    The ribbon on my wrist is what you can't see
    A solid stream of colored, thickened water
    And with my next step, I will falter
    I'm sick of this, so strike me down with leprosy
    Budding Roses, Do you hear my plea?
    Remove the ribbon and bleed me dry
    For all we are is one big lie
    Strike me down, so kill me now
    And in my grave, I'm face down
    So thank you roses, You have answered me
    Now I lay dead, without misery