Run Red
I see you
Above the waves
Holding on for what's inside
No retreat and no real life, and I
I hear you
Across the day
Screaming to the other side
No response and no reply, and I
I see you run
And I face your fears
And I wonder
Will I ever run red?
Will I ever find myself to pick up
The pieces of death?
Will I ever? Will I ever?
Will I ever run red?
Will I ever find myself to pick up
The pieces of death?
Will I ever?
Will I ever run red?
And I fail you
Beneath the waves
No more hands to make it last
You're falling down and falling fast, and I
I leave you
Inside the grave
Turn our heads and
Turn our backs
Easier to make it pass, and I
And I see you run
And I fail your fears
And I wonder
Will I ever run red?
Will I ever find myself to pick up
The pieces of death?
Will I ever? Will I ever?
Will I ever run red?
Will I ever find myself to pick up
The pieces of death?
Will I ever?
Will I ever run red?
And I see you run
And I fail your fears
And I wonder
Will I ever run red?
Will I ever find myself to pick up
The pieces of death?
Will I ever? Will I ever?
Will I ever run red?
Will I ever find myself to pick up
The pieces of death?
Will I ever? Will I ever?
Will I ever run red?
Will I ever run red?
Above the waves
Holding on for what's inside
No retreat and no real life, and I
I hear you
Across the day
Screaming to the other side
No response and no reply, and I
I see you run
And I face your fears
And I wonder
Will I ever run red?
Will I ever find myself to pick up
The pieces of death?
Will I ever? Will I ever?
Will I ever run red?
Will I ever find myself to pick up
The pieces of death?
Will I ever?
Will I ever run red?
And I fail you
Beneath the waves
No more hands to make it last
You're falling down and falling fast, and I
I leave you
Inside the grave
Turn our heads and
Turn our backs
Easier to make it pass, and I
And I see you run
And I fail your fears
And I wonder
Will I ever run red?
Will I ever find myself to pick up
The pieces of death?
Will I ever? Will I ever?
Will I ever run red?
Will I ever find myself to pick up
The pieces of death?
Will I ever?
Will I ever run red?
And I see you run
And I fail your fears
And I wonder
Will I ever run red?
Will I ever find myself to pick up
The pieces of death?
Will I ever? Will I ever?
Will I ever run red?
Will I ever find myself to pick up
The pieces of death?
Will I ever? Will I ever?
Will I ever run red?
Will I ever run red?
Credits
Writer(s): Johan Sjoblom, Lars Ingvar Anderson, Stefan Axell, Nicklas Isgren, Ankers Richard Carl
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