Translating The Name

Oh start send me grieves and before breathing

I have your voice on tape in a southern accent screaming at me

I have your voice on tape in a southern accent screaming at me

Know things look lovely to you

Holding back now and forever sweetheart

know things look lovely

lonely boy it's midnight and I'll deny

Sweet penance for a sound -it might explode in our hands

Bordered in a brown pigmentation eye

Where the element lines cut short tucked in and stopped

I've been watching Rose giving in and I wish that she'd save her own son

I've been watching Rose give in to it severing the ties between mother and son

Know things look lovely to you

Holding back now and forever sweetheart

know things look lovely

hoping for midnight and I deny

oh I once saw many place the end

I promised the world and a dozen roses