Thomas Chinarro and mac gray - violets

There's a boy, I know
With violets in his garden
And my boy, he knows
That they bloom in all the violence
He slips away
To tend to all the roses
And his dad, doesn't know
That maybe we weren't born sick
'Cause he, tries to hide
His violets with some Queen's Lace
'Cause his, daddy tried
To root him back in his place
And he'd put his head down
He swore he'd follow orders
He'll lie awake
With bruises on his shoulders
'Cause daddy burned his flowers
And he took them to the grave
And I'll pick up the ashes
Can I put them in an empty vase?
And I'll bury myself sore
To grow beside the daisies
And as long as I'm all yours
I'll take your violets, baby
And I'll bury myself sore
To take your violets, baby
I'll take your violets, baby

Written by:
Mackenzie Keller, Thomas Chinarro

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