las rosas están muertas lyrics

the debut single “las rosas están muertas” from the upcoming album “seven.”

Every, Friday night you know I

I lay in this king-size bed, but it's full of skeletons

I guess I'm hopeful the dead will burrow inside of me

I’ve been told it’s easiest this way

So yea I could use you know this lifeless body

Momentary satisfaction

And nothing, absolutely nothing to hope for

Because I, I’ve tried

Living without love

Even breathing without living

And feeling without giving

And all of these things have become dead roses on my mantle

Decorations for those departed

Reminders, of how I need to water my loneliness with more than thirst

I am not artificial

I know this heart needs more than warmth to survive

But tonight; the frigid will do