Roses are Red

Casting a King
by Lars Hindsley

It’s fast and it’s furious
Hurts the way it should
Find em hiding in the corners
Pain someone else once took
If you worked at love much harder
They’er putting pepper on the ball
The working waves of passion
The weight of it all…

Now! I looked hard, I looked silently
And I fell hard, she fell hardly
What happened to me, what happened to me
I think out loud… What happened to me?

Roses are red, roses are red
If we had a fight, I’d forget what was said
Roses are red, roses are red
If love is blind I’ll get you out of my head

Now who’s to know the reason why rascals find love?
Isn’t something more important, to accidently find the one
So who’s fooling who? No don’t change the rules
We’re heading straight for danger and I mean you

Roses are red, roses are red
If we had a fight, I’d forget what was said
Roses are red, roses are red
If love is blind I’ll get you out of my head

I was a crazy cure which she believed
I was a flash on her she could decieve
Now she’s a reckless hunter looking for me
And now I’m desperately focused to find myself king

You say you want me serious, don’t you wish you could
I see you fear’n in a corner, love once misunderstood
If we ran from love much further, I suppose we’ve said it all
Yes we’ll treat it like a fashion, I think we’ve done it all

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