Lyrics:
And can one see what might have been
Through the ever-changing haze of red?
Red are the petals of roses in his bed
Hiding the thorns, so they can't be seen
Last time I,ll saw you
You were lying in your bed
Youre eyes were closed
You re cheaks were burning red
The peaches I,ll sent you were mouldrin
Last time I,ll saw you
You were lying in your bed
You're eyes were closed
You re cheaks were burning red
The peaches I,ll sent you were mouldrin
To stores
To everything
And lower rent saved us money
And wasn't that what her father
And I had taught her was
Most important?
She said
In bed
She was always
will be white red by tonight
Ay yeah uh yeah
My skin will be white red by tonight
I don't give up all of these bitches n they pick me up
Getting my coke
The cameras are rolling, the envelopes sealed
Attention attention
By the way did I mention
The stories I hear are the stories I tell
Like jumping over
my body there’s a love that’s burning red
And who knows what will happen if I ever release it
I know it’s not my business as to
Who’s in your bed
But I
held accountable, so instead I pass the blame,
besides I wanna live forever like the cast of fame.
serious trouble will pass me by and my life will be
Protecting our freedoms, entertaining too
Old glory's still waving red, white and blue
Red white and freaking blue
No soldiers crashing on your cozy bed
played on the radio
It's a no-brainer" Both
Songs are slow-burning, sensual
Ballads that seem slightly at odds with
Meek's traditionally louder, brasher
Following the red carpet up the stair to the bedroom
Red roses on the sheets, are you matching underneath
Red thong red bed think I just read your mind
red
through the streets crushed the city down to dust
It had just begun
The air is Glowing Red
Cries of war and empty beds
Nobody is spared
Hearts are torn
a hot-water bad and retire to bed
And while the press and the politicians nag nag nag
We'll wait until we drop down dead.
There are bad times just around
a hot-water bad and retire to bed
And while the press and the politicians nag nag nag
We'll wait until we drop down dead.
There are bad times just around
friction of straight right-leaning
Culprit
Contempt of court
Ceremony
That I'm in for
Tried so hard to make it dead
Bent the metal to the bed
Whether it's
how many dead screaming burning on the pyres
Yellow like a coward mellow hiding in their towers
Devoured by corrupting power in their final hour
Sour
pussy is wet
Wet From the bloody river running red yeah
Wet From the bloody river running red yeah
Yeah roses are red violets are blue
But you don't still
to sleep
Without dreaming
But that last day
I awoke
I noticed a difference
The light coming through the windows
Was a burning
Sunrise
The red numbers on her
Colors floating by me
I close my eyes
I take a look around
I'm hypnotized
I see a flash of blue
And then two ones of red
I catch of glimpse
of bed, it's all in my head
I'm heading in a direction that'll end up with me dead
Not accepted by the people 'round me, they just see red
I'm the outcast,
freakin' by garbage can
The next young freak I met was Red
I took her to the house and she gave me head
She likes to freak was all she said
We jumped in
Desi thinkin bout what bat he gonna hit me wit
While yayo and his son are busy being 50's bitch
Shit im make it fuckin public till you pussies hit my
Early one morning the sun was shining
I was laying in bed
Wondering if she'd changed at all
If her hair was still red
Her folks they said our lives
Listen close to what they've said
Ropes are hanging by a thread
Insects build chitin instead
Bones are white and blood is red
Guess what happens
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