Robby Bloodshed–Don’t Lose Your Head

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I’ve got decapitation on my mind
Like Morticia Addams with a rose
Planting the seeds the terror, they need don’t need the sun to grow
Your thorns are buried in my side
Like you’re buried in the dirt
Blood is dripping down your pedals now and falling to the earth
With a floral guillotine
Like a horror movie scene
I turn my head and yours is gone
In a green house made in hell
The price of death just fell
It’s a bloody discount and your head won’t go back on
Roses are red, black dahlias are now dead
I can’t wait to slit your throat in my garden of severed heads
Violets turn blue and now so do you
Soon you’ll be dead, but now don’t you lose your head
As your face wilts
Your colors fading fast
Potting soil can not save you now, you’ve been turned to mulch at last
The ground has taken all you had
Left you shriveled up and dead
My delicate flower now, don’t you go and lose your head
Roses are red, black dahlias are now dead
I can’t wait to slit your throat in my garden of severed heads
Violets turn blue and now so do you
Soon you’ll be dead, but now don’t you lose your head
Don’t , don’t you lose your head

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