Caskets as Coffers

All I can see is RED RED RED All I can see is RED RED RED All I can see is red in my head Blood that I could bleed or that I bled Fed into the coffers of the dead RED RED RED All I can see is RED RED RED All I can see is RED RED RED All I can see is red in my head Blood that I could bleed or that I bled Fed into the coffers of the dead RED RED RED I been lurking in the mud I been fucking like a heathen Bathe in buckets of the blood Steady fucking on a Sunday Maybe one day you could pull up but you're never gonna run game It's just us, dog You could fall one-way ticket to the ground Un-found under the runway Duck down under gun spray Splat with a death ray All that's left is a bloodstain Gonna take and break you Like a model I done made you Go and say a little prayer there aint no savior in the headlights The bones are broken and I'm open to the rope but maybe opening your throats a better use for the chain vice I can't help it if I think you're funny when you're dead Trying hard not to smile when I see red I'm the kind of guy who laughs at a funeral Can't understand what I mean? Well you soon will All I can see is RED RED RED RED RED RED RED All I can see is RED RED RED RED RED RED RED