In my heart, I have a rose

and each day it grows and grows

I will try anything to touch your soul
I swear to god it's not for show
I need your help to fill the hole
And the void inside that will not go

For in my head, I have a dream
One to make you laugh and scream

But I have hope that my core is not
Wicked and succumbed to rot
I promise my best, I promise a lot
Here, aboard the ARK of Scott

Until I make something good enough
I'll work until my fingers bleed
And though the struggle may be tough
It's the only way I'll get what I need

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