We Paint It Red

I see you looking out the window in the morning sun
Then I wander hoping you will vanish through the night
Wake up to nothing, got it coming, I'm out, I'm done
When I leave, there's no stopping, you and me we come out fighting
Might as well take my time, we're in our prime and I ain't going to call quits
This fucking town is mine, you drew the line, just watch as we cross it
Well, I'm coming over, don't you mind, we paint it red
There is no color, there's no better way to say we are but murderers
We're just wasting lives you'll end up ruining
When you're next to nothing you come to believe that life has been up to something
Now I can't lose, I can't lose, I'll be more of a man with lesser to prove
Well I'm scared to death but I'm still here, and it feels just right so it's not tonight
No it ain't tonight that I'll drop dead, enough said
I caught you knocking on my cellar door
I love you baby, I don't want no more
This petty bullshit has got to stop, I'm coming clean
I've got to take it home and back, start beating tracks
There is no color, there's no better way to say we are but murderers
We paint it red



Credits
Writer(s): Desjardins Maxime, Bedard Olivier, Chartrand Julien, Boisclair Dominic, Gamache Lalonde Olivier
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