Burning burgundy
I was so wrong And I've never been happier To be wrong Because I truly believed For so long Thirteen years to be more precise That I was more lilac than purple That the shadows wasn't part of me too But I'm a mixture And fire suits me so well after all If it's a fire purple mixed with red then It becomes a pharaonic force That I saw it coming But I wasn't prepared For oceans of complexity meeting That would change my way Of loving and seeing the world forever Would make me realize that my heart Is much more beautiful Than my pretty face And it's burning burgundy…