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Like a rose tattoo on my heart.

This is my song "Still standing here". Model : Mirabell I wrote the lyrics and got AI to make the music. If you are a band and like to play some of my songs, please write me here on youtube. Please like, subscribe and tell me what you think. That would make me very happy. Thanks :) I was born with the wind at my back, Salt on my tongue, fists full of scars, I’ve loved and I’ve lost, I’ve bled on these roads, Under barroom lights and dying stars. Then you walked in like a Sunday bell, Quiet fire in your eyes, And I knew right then this restless soul Had found its final tide. So I carved your face in my skin, my love, Let the needle tell my truth, When the nights get cold and the world turns rough I carry home inside my youth. No grave could hold what my heart can prove, No storm could tear us apart, I wear your face till the day I die Like a rose tattoo on my heart. We danced through rain on cobblestone streets, Laughing broke but rich in time, Every promise tasted like whiskey And every kiss felt like a crime. They said love fades, like ink in the sun, Like songs the crowd forgets, But some loves dig deeper than bone, my dear, And some debts never get repaid. So I carved your face in my skin, my love, Let the needle tell my truth, When the nights get cold and the world turns rough I carry home inside my youth. No grave could hold what my heart can prove, No storm could tear us apart, I wear your face till the day I die Like a rose tattoo on my heart. I’ve been thrown from bars and broken dreams, Fought ghosts I couldn’t see, But every mile I’ve ever walked You were walking next to me. If my hands should shake and my voice runs thin, When the final song is sung, They’ll know who owned this stubborn man By the woman on my arm. So I carved your face in my skin, my love, Let the needle tell my truth, When the nights get cold and the world turns rough I carry home inside my youth. No grave could hold what my heart can prove, No storm could tear us apart, I wear your face till the day I die Like a rose tattoo on my heart. If heaven calls me home tonight And hell calls me tomorrow, They’ll read my sins in faded lines But see your smile through sorrow. Blood may fade and skin may fail, But love like ours won’t part, This ink’s a vow I’ll never break It’s written in my heart. So raise your glass to the loves that last, To the ones we wear in ink, To the women who save wild men Standing on the brink. I don’t need gold or holy ground, Or words carved into stone, Just your face upon my arm, my love, So I’m never alone. Yeah I carved your face in my skin, my love, Let the needle tell my truth, When the nights get cold and the world turns rough I carry home inside my youth. No grave could hold what my heart can prove, No storm could tear us apart, I wear your face till the day I die Like a rose tattoo on my heart. #IrishFolkPunk #CelticPunk #RoseTattoo #TattooSong #PunkAnthem #PubSingAlong #InkAndLove #WorkingClassPride #FolkPunk #IrishPunk #LoyalLove #GangVocals #TinWhistle #Bagpipes #TattooLife