Roses are redThe seed has been spreadThree can keep a secretIf two of themâs deadBlood on their handsCut family bandsNot enough life without beenGiven the chanceAre we meant to be angels Fallinâor do we live to Survive?This illusion Ainât my way when everybodyIs walking out onOn the road to a strict perfectionOnly the beauty live to tellThis is the source of all the infectionsJaded, but I wonât fade out with youMonsters been fedThousands aheadIts all in your books but hasNever been saidI colour my artBlack for my heartRunning âtil I run no moreIâm back from the startAre we meant to be angels Fallinâor do we live to Survive?This illusion Ainât my way when everybodyIs walking out onOn the road to a strict perfectionOnly the beauty live to tellThis is the source of all the infectionsJaded, but I wonât fade out with youNo I wonât fade you with youLivinâ my life love self-destructionNo I wonât fade out with youWhat is you fearInvitations are hereCry a river inside but neverShed any tearsMe and my saintYou and you taintBorn in the middleAnd the story maintainAre we meant to be angels Fallinâor do we live to Survive?This illusion Ainât my way when everybodyIs walking out onOn the road to a strict perfectionOnly the beauty live to tellThis is the source of all the infectionsJaded, but I wonât fade out with you::by renanfig::