Rosa Rugosa Lyrics

Don't look at me like a lover.
Your bloom is a nasty thorn.
Don't take the tone of a lover.
When all your petals 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.
Won't suck at me like a lullaby,
Your words are young and reek.

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