I was a rose grown from brushfire, wind as it battled the flames
I grew with hemlock and ash at my side, built myself up from remains
You set your sight on a garden; delicate, gentle, and tame
You don't deserve the briar you got
I don't deserve your name
You keep her ashes like petals, press them in books to keep safe
You don't deserve the ghost in your house
I won't exist as her grave
Printing Shed - Brushfire Lyrics
Printing Shed - Brushfire Lyrics
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I was a rose grown from brushfire, wind as it battled the flames
I grew with hemlock and ash at my side, built myself up from remains
You set your sight on a garden; delicate, gentle, and tame
You don't deserve the briar you got
I don't deserve your name
You keep her ashes like petals, press them in books to keep safe
You don't deserve the ghost in your house
I won't exist as her grave
I grew with hemlock and ash at my side, built myself up from remains
You set your sight on a garden; delicate, gentle, and tame
You don't deserve the briar you got
I don't deserve your name
You keep her ashes like petals, press them in books to keep safe
You don't deserve the ghost in your house
I won't exist as her grave
Writer: Printing Shed
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