Rosa Rugosa Lyrics

Don't come at me like a lover,
your blooms a nasty thorn.

Don't take the tone of a lover
when all your pedals scorn.
I'll stay to haunt you Rose.
I'll fill your dreams with fear.
Don't purse your mouth Rugosa,
your pink is pale and limp.

Wont suck me in with a lullabye,
your words are young and reek.

I'll stay to haunt you Rose
I'll fill your dreams with fear.