Red Chair
Please help me open up this drain
My mind needs emptying again
Another load under the road
Lights out, this room's a prison cell
Where a lonesome inmate begs for hell
Lost screams and voices keep him from sleeping, no more dreaming
Though it's dark I see, this red chair next to me
And if the truth be said
I'd rather paint this bed in red
Than to stay awake
Knowing that this chair is colourless
Black in the dark
I'll close my eyes so life seems colourful again
We've been waiting all night
Our bodies want to let go
Our dreams hide away, but tonight they might as well show
They're taking me back; I'm taking what's mine
I'll scream to the night to say I'm still fine
Drown the sky
We've got eight hours to hide ourselves
So give it all you've got
My head is out of control while my body stays sane
But I'm starting to feel my body taking orders from my brain
It's acting once, now twice, but there's nothing I can do
Because you're basically dead when your head defines you
I lay at night, painting the ceiling with my eyes and hear the world out the window; happy people in disguise
Spies, out to get me, so I hide inside my bed
I can't let anybody know my mind wants me dead
I could write a book about my thoughts and how they tell me what to do
But all the readers got sad
It's just my personal point of view
And now the worlds blaming the sad, sad author who wrote, "being human is the worst kind of torture"
Though it's dark I see, this red chair next to me
And if the truth be said
I'd rather paint this bed in red
Than to stay awake
Knowing that this chair is in my home
My friend, I've known
If there are ghosts please speak so I don't feel alone
We've been waiting all night
Our bodies want to let go
Our dreams hide away, but tonight they might as well show
They're taking me back; I'm taking what's mine
I'll scream to the night to say I'm still fine
Drown the sky
We've got eight hours to hide ourselves
Now I'm swallowing all I can
Infect the silence with my own hands
Vaccinate it with a disease
Or my own sickness so I'm at ease
We've been waiting all night
Our bodies want to let go
Our dreams hide away, but tonight they might as well show
They're taking me back; I'm taking what's mine
I'll scream to the night to say I'm still fine
Drown the sky
We've got eight hours to hide ourselves
My mind needs emptying again
Another load under the road
Lights out, this room's a prison cell
Where a lonesome inmate begs for hell
Lost screams and voices keep him from sleeping, no more dreaming
Though it's dark I see, this red chair next to me
And if the truth be said
I'd rather paint this bed in red
Than to stay awake
Knowing that this chair is colourless
Black in the dark
I'll close my eyes so life seems colourful again
We've been waiting all night
Our bodies want to let go
Our dreams hide away, but tonight they might as well show
They're taking me back; I'm taking what's mine
I'll scream to the night to say I'm still fine
Drown the sky
We've got eight hours to hide ourselves
So give it all you've got
My head is out of control while my body stays sane
But I'm starting to feel my body taking orders from my brain
It's acting once, now twice, but there's nothing I can do
Because you're basically dead when your head defines you
I lay at night, painting the ceiling with my eyes and hear the world out the window; happy people in disguise
Spies, out to get me, so I hide inside my bed
I can't let anybody know my mind wants me dead
I could write a book about my thoughts and how they tell me what to do
But all the readers got sad
It's just my personal point of view
And now the worlds blaming the sad, sad author who wrote, "being human is the worst kind of torture"
Though it's dark I see, this red chair next to me
And if the truth be said
I'd rather paint this bed in red
Than to stay awake
Knowing that this chair is in my home
My friend, I've known
If there are ghosts please speak so I don't feel alone
We've been waiting all night
Our bodies want to let go
Our dreams hide away, but tonight they might as well show
They're taking me back; I'm taking what's mine
I'll scream to the night to say I'm still fine
Drown the sky
We've got eight hours to hide ourselves
Now I'm swallowing all I can
Infect the silence with my own hands
Vaccinate it with a disease
Or my own sickness so I'm at ease
We've been waiting all night
Our bodies want to let go
Our dreams hide away, but tonight they might as well show
They're taking me back; I'm taking what's mine
I'll scream to the night to say I'm still fine
Drown the sky
We've got eight hours to hide ourselves
Credits
Writer(s): Cooper Meyer, Joshua Meyer
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