Red (is my colour)
Red is my colour
Passed down from my mother
A fiery tune, a true blood moon
Patience is power
Said those with the power
A simple verse, a lifetime's curse
It's rife in the water you give to your daughter
She falls ill every time
Pipes can be changed but her sickness remains
This whole house has to come down
Go to her with a softness
If she's graceless - can you blame her?
She loves you but you're complicit
The poison sits in all of us
The abscess, the whiteness
It's coddled and it's cradled in our sleep
It's rife in the water we give to our daughters
They fall ill every time
Pipes can be changed but our sickness remains
This whole house has to come down
Baby I know what you are
You wanna be good without a picking a part
You wanna be the change without going too far
Oh spare me this farce
Baby I know what you are
You wanna be good without tearing yourself apart
You wanna be the change without going too far
Oh spare me this farce
It's rife in the water we share with our daughters
We fall ill every time
Pipes can be changed but our sickness remains
This whole house has to come down
Passed down from my mother
A fiery tune, a true blood moon
Patience is power
Said those with the power
A simple verse, a lifetime's curse
It's rife in the water you give to your daughter
She falls ill every time
Pipes can be changed but her sickness remains
This whole house has to come down
Go to her with a softness
If she's graceless - can you blame her?
She loves you but you're complicit
The poison sits in all of us
The abscess, the whiteness
It's coddled and it's cradled in our sleep
It's rife in the water we give to our daughters
They fall ill every time
Pipes can be changed but our sickness remains
This whole house has to come down
Baby I know what you are
You wanna be good without a picking a part
You wanna be the change without going too far
Oh spare me this farce
Baby I know what you are
You wanna be good without tearing yourself apart
You wanna be the change without going too far
Oh spare me this farce
It's rife in the water we share with our daughters
We fall ill every time
Pipes can be changed but our sickness remains
This whole house has to come down
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Writer(s): Imogen Ellen Boston Williams, Alexander Parish
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