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head against the floor
c trail of blood comes from your
Nose
You ́re hopeless, I ́ll shave my
Head
What a fuck are you trying to be?
Inside your mind you

I'm outta my mind, all I see is red
On the phone just with the therapist, there's demons in my head

And I'm not finna make no deal over a little

yeah I play with the devil
Mum taught me rules that was made by my pops
Me, I grew up like my father, I break em
You show me what’s good & I’ll show you

and wobble, live full throttle, write the novel
But I'm mortal and I ain't got all day
Now I'm seeing red, to myself I won't lie
But it's loud in my head, so

to turn your head and don't look
Inside my rhyme book
You might get your whole soul took
I make the world shake, I make the world shake
Then the whole

to tell you my confession
And it's time for me to heal cause I'm bruised inside
Twenty-three was my last year
I was certain I was bound to take my life away

head (inside your head)
Cause I've been blowin smoke for every heart I broke just to outline all my ghosts

You say blue
But I say red
Keep me close

red yea yea
Whole lotta red whole lotta red yea yea

Whole lotta red whole lotta red yea yea
Shot her in bed bullet in the head yea yea
Is she really

thrusting in and out, her meaty, plump cunt vacuuming the prick of the hatebeast, sucking it inside her womb, uterus overwhelmed by the sheer size of his apex

the Bible
Swear I saw a lot of red
I don't wanna fuck
Just need some head to clear my head
Family stressing when they sad
Then I'm sad too
Lot of problems

be making my red, I be making out of figures, now you wanna be with me, no
All inside my head, all inside my head, hey

All inside my head

bloody ax 
Go inside
Ride this elevator just to leave my past 
Take it to the 13th floor I ain't coming back
Someone grab a mic 'cause I'm 'bout to gas
Red

to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red
Bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I

to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red
Bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I

to my head
I don't care, I paint the town red
Bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead
I let all that get to my head
I don't care, I

Tunnel Vision

Lenny Kravitz

Circus

1995

myself all I see is red 
Tunnel vision goin' through my head 
Lay me down inside your flying bed 

Tunnel vision goin' through my head 
I can't help

and red cent (true)
Monopoly is real life when you're fine
She the head of the game (who she is?)
Yo, my homegirl Money Jane

I hope you witness

take your wrist and slit, yuh
Got my glock, I'm running up 40, keep my whip and pistol showing
Keep your soul dead, I'm shocking by glory, now you bleed

the color of red

I don't want to live in my head no more
Dying deep inside rotting to the core
I've become so numb everything is sore
Im so done with life I

heart
Black man got a red heart
White man got a red heart

Let me know what you're living for
Is it for the gold or the fame
For the hoes, and the lies

heart
Black man got a red heart
White man got a red heart
Let me know what you're living for
Is it for the gold or the fame
For the hoes and the lies

in my head talking to me taken over by all those demons 
Looking down in my bed screaming 
I was eighteen when I wanted to be dead 
Got all

create
Is it fate, or life's attempt to tell me that our love had drained
But I won't buy that for a cent, in my head it didn't make sense
Because I know

a drug inside my head
Got a shirt covered in red
This confessions for the end
Leave a letter for my friends
So where the fuck is my pen?

Once again I
Told