LYRIC
Will throw away the ashes to the sea
For now breathe, patiently
The glow of something magic in your reach [Pre-Chorus] What have we built here?
We, the troubled architects of this [Chorus] You loved it broken
Who are you to mourn
Who are you to mourn
You spoke of roses
All I feel are thorns
All I feel, all I feel are thorns
In my sweet side, in my sweet side [Verse 2] Dried out leaves and enemies
Pressed between the pages left to read
Thick as thieves, carefully
Stepping without breaking underneath [Pre-Chorus] What have we built here?
We, the troubled architects of this [Chorus] You loved it broken
Who are you to mourn
Who are you to mourn
You spoke of roses
All I feel are thorns
All I feel, all I feel are thorns
In my sweet side, in my sweet side
In my sweet side, in my sweet side [Bridge] You loved it broken
Who are you to mourn
Who are you to mourn [Chorus] You spoke of roses
All I feel are thorns
All I feel, all I feel are thorns
In my sweet side, all I feel are thorns
In my sweet side, all I feel are thorns
In my sweet side, all I feel are thorns
In my sweet side, all I feel are thorns [Outro] In my sweet side, in my sweet side
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