H. Hawkline
Milk for Flowers
[Verse 1]
I came clean with her, I did it on my knees
Holding on to love I could see
Someone said the music was on
I didn't hear it play for so long
[Chorus]
I feel like a nun picking roses
And he never comes when he promises
This milk is too warm for the night
So much to learn, am I holding you right?
[Verse 2]
Film is so obscene, I don't watch it anymore
I have a video that plays just for me
I picked a dance with violence, it moved out of time
I have guilt, and that guilt is mine
I'd do it again
I don't need happiness now
Forget what I said
And after this was born here
[Chorus]
I feel like a nun picking roses
And he never comes when he promises
This milk is too warm for the night
So much to learn, am I holding you right?
[Bridge]
And I miss you so much
[Chorus]
I feel like a nun picking roses
And he never comes when he promises
This milk is too warm for the night
So much to learn, am I hurting you?
I feel like a nun picking roses
And he never comes when he promises
The older the night the more it flowers
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