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corn, hashtag don't ride
And if it weren't done by the mandem
It probably got done by the SinSquad side
Blue light, red light
I told broski "Spin this

Perhaps you're simply fast asleep
The only time you get to dream
In vivid light blues and red and greens
But your dreams are not so keen
They flash like TV

All these Chinese cigarettes in my back pocket
Burning one by one till they're all dust
I once had your flame it was all lust
It was no fuss It was

Reborn

Slayer

Reign in Blood

1986

eternally
I signed the book of red
My rage will be unleashed again
Burning the next morn
Death means nothing, there is no end
I will be reborn
 
No

Frame me by your bed
And maybe I can watch you whisper
I can color on your face like rainbows
Cos when are together where the wind blows
On your mind, in

The bees buzzin' in my head
Make me do things that are insane
Quintillionth spearhead
A stranglehold on my brain

Rusk atto runs red
By morning I'll be dead

Bed of Razors

Children of Bodom

Hatebreeder

1999

caressed my flesh
And my arms turned red, I feel a vast desire
Years of pain are flowing down my arms.
Sweet, red, warm stream you drink, make me released

Frozen by the wind
Some winters came to hurt
And we cannot fight
They put out all the fire
Burning deep inside
But you are my summer, you are my summer
You

dead
Bed sheets stained red
I'm breaking down
Breaking down
I can't hear a sound
Never smile always frown
Always fucking frown
Hate a neurotypical

raised in a lower middle class family with only one
brother Michael whom I love dearly.
He was five years my senior.
My father's nickname was Red which I

between us, ready to blow
And we're out of time, about to explode
Burning up inside my soul (so-oh-oul)
Desire quenched by fire
Rising from the dead in

Say Goodnight Instead

Johnnyswim

Georgica Pond

2016

goodbye for when it dies

Cause I want to go to bed dreaming
That we are still happy
You'll read me the paper, I'll pour you some coffee
Go to bed

the wheels are turning
The signal flows, I try to keep the home fires burning
That was my stop, but the subway kept going
Nothing to lose when Mercury's

defined traffic
The way my schoolin' end
Less-ly defined every day
One exquisite fitted crisis rivets
An octagon of red
To the ceiling above my bed
It's not

what’s the matter with that?
My blood is red and my marrow is black, and I’m a hack
So shallow my passion so narrow my path
What of status, and what

falling apart
Just more baggage to pack
Like a flare in the night
That dyes the sky red
A brand new light in my life
I see it all from my bed
The moon gets

It's a story with every breath,
and every bookend is choking to death.
This is the age of the sick and the dying,
the age of the buried and burning

Hip hop quotables, nigga every verse, nigga
Step your game up, nigga
HRSMN, nigga, I'm a show you how to rap
Nigga show you how to rap

H-R-S-M-N, no

your head
Ive been swallowed by my bed and I'm a little bit depressed
But fuck the doctors and the meds, we gon paint these walls red

And I'll be hiding

demons in my bed, I got demons
Got a purple cup and you got red, I got demons
Sip the purple up into my head and now I'm leaning
I got demons in my head, I

care about my bread
In this time as long as we are getting fed

Yeah I'm looking at her in red
Next thing you see she in that bed
As soon as I deliver

down my forehead
I say my prayers before bed
To get me ready for the war that's ahead
(War, war, war)
My whole life has been warfare
Bloodshed trickles

see the past reflected in my head.

By default,
You're at fault.
By design,
I did the crime.

So when you look at me you will see
The burning in my eyes

goodbye to times past
Stop and let your mom know
That you were a hero
Doesn't matter

Because a billion Christians swear that you are burning in Hell
For