Petals in the Frame
Sin as red as scarlet
Moving different places but I can't seem to function.
It's written on my face but some how they can't read it.
Driving threw my city just to say "I'm leaving".

I know I've been far from home
I keep my circle small but all these squares don't ever bother you..
Tell me what's the petals for..?
What's the Roses for..?
Because my sin is red but my love is for The most high..

So I've made it home