Soaked in Red

I should have been casted away back then, and left for the
holidays
I'm half awake when the phone rings
One more coffee won't prevent me from sleeping on my shift
tho
If l was alert just one more time

He brakes in pieces
His mind often lives away
He wants to replenish
His ego and self esteem

She wakes up at 6am, like any other day
She likes to be there when the bus

arrives, she hates being late
The roads were closed they said, snow ruins everything
My board today will be my ride

She sleeps in, perfect
Sheets and golden beds
Her dreams are, made of
Glass and soaked in red

She sleeps in, perfect
Sheets and golden beds
Her dreams are, made of
Glass and soaked in red

She sleeps in
Soaked in red
She sleeps in

Soaked in red



Credits
Writer(s): Juan Carlos, Raúl Ponce
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