RED

All of my friends they hate me and I love them too
Limbo city and Satan's spinach boogaloo
What would you do if God tried to humble you
Scorn the priest and maybe later stage a coup
Change my mind you fungus, I'll pay you any price
Take enough and you'll have the ride of your life
A rookie gambler, the stakes were high, I rolled the dice
Bare your wrists that truth will cut you like a knife

A shotgun blast to my RED ego will do
Man hold the fort, wait... who invited you?
I had plans for it, I wasn't ready for it
I just wanted to talk but you wanted me RED
Guess I lost my edge, no I don't wanna be friends
I gave it a chance now I want revenge

Hey Mister Misty can you hear me
Have you noticed my megalo-manic tendicies
Somehow death didn't manage to humble me
Revivified to a more self-obsessed degree

Here's front row seats to my RED villainous display
Don't skip concessions the drugs are complimentary
Don't plan for it, you're never ready for it
Wisdom ain't experience, it's contradictions
Of the finer drugs love is the fleetest
I gave it a chance now I want revenge

Don't plan for it, you're never ready for it
Wisdom ain't experience, it's contradictions
Of the finer drugs love is the fleetest
I gave it a chance now I want it back



Credits
Writer(s): Liam Poor
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