Feeling bionic, corsets of death Exhume your love, glitched dearness Oil with water, fire against fire Your seed died and you know Dead and sad seeds they just don't bloom Dead and sad seeds they just don't bloom (they just don't bloom)
Roses for Frida You're running for love Drawing flowers, killing my self Deadly tequila, your art as the escape Roses for Frida, roses for Frida
Eating, you blinded it With tears you painted Your life full of sadness Your sadness revived The love for the life And roses crowned your end