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live by the Creed
Until the day that I die

You can act tough, but the fact is
You are so dumb that it's madness
You all lined up in red jackets
I feel

in pools of blood, and forever the rivers run red

Flowing unholy passion, ripped away the worth and pride
Now in fear bound by hell, no more secrets

back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't

Country and Western

Tim McGraw

Damn Country Music [Deluxe Edition]

2015

We are the black-haired girls
With the streaks of red
And ten thousand sky-blue seats
In an open-air shed
Hearin' that thunder bass-drum kick

protected by the key, nigga (ANKH) 
Red, black, green with a key you a sissy ah 

I'm excellent, you excrement 
This X was sent to x the excess shit from

Make up to Break Up [Bonus Track]

Siouxsie and the Banshees

The Scream [Deluxe Edition]

1978

To hide my bloodshot eyes
Hide my bloodshot eyes!

Now to paint by number
Over the cavernous pit
Lots of glossy red
To hide my pale cracked lips
Hide

separate the team
(Tryna separate my team)
Count your riches hide your money from these thieves
(Fuck all these thieves)
Right or wrong gotta get it by all

design
Haunted by the whispers on the edge of a knife
Achoo
Was that a fucking sneeze
Will someone please call the police
Red eye design
Haunted by

Baby I’m preying on you tonight
Hunt you down, eat you alive
Just like animals, animals, like animals mals
Maybe you think that you can hide
I can

to hide this bit chip off my shoulder
That only time will heal

Feel so helpless and scared
I'm overrun by my worst fear
Of never being enough 
The fear

wrong rhymes then read the lines
And feed 'em to feeble minds food for die
My dialect you digest that's on the daily
Roses are red, violets are blue

Put your finger down on the big red button
All your stars have inhibitions
Held in check by their big ambitions
Self-destructive demolition
You live

Vision's blurry and I can't see
Feelin something takin over me
Don't look now you better run and hide
Or else you might not make it out alive
(It's

overqualified to leave you nullified
And tan your sorry hide
You'd better run and hide or
Die by my machines
Just a friendly engie preventing entry
With

Good Morning Aztlán

Los Lobos

Good Morning Aztlán

2002

things before I go on

You can't run and try to hide away
Here it comes, here comes another day

A red rooster crows
A little Mexican tune
On the chain

though

Would you? Not no 
Pot stirrer but the pots moving slow 
Cutie chica got the rougie glow
Boogie fro eye like crow
Red eye concealed by cheek bone

for me to feed!

Everybody run and hide
Chuckklez the clown is coming by!
He's gonna cut your fucking heads
And he's gonna eat the rest!
The HeadHunter

Everybody run and hide
Chuckklez the clown is coming by!
He's gonna cut your fucking heads
And he's gonna eat the rest!
The HeadHunter Clown is on the loose

the fourth finger?
This one's really hard to hold up by itself
But give it a go anyway
You might need to use the other hand to help hold it
Then hide it behind

the
Sleepless nights
Where we try and hide
And we're pulled apart by
What we feel inside

I mean
We're all distraught now
Its time to stop but you won't

So just

The time ticks by
As I look you in the eyes
And I won’t see a single trace of red
A single trace of red

Verse 3:
Why don’t you ask me
How I’m doing
Cause if

shorts that's KU, by the way
These are the things that I think when I've
Had three bottles of red wine to drink
And I want a couple LA
Tacos and some

Where were you then?
Were you with her?
Don't tell me last night
Was a blur
Gonna grab the knife
Gonna cut all ties
Can't hide from me
With that disguise

think ima fuck around?
I ain't bound to eat a nigga face?
I been on the damn drank bring the red
I ain't no motherfuckin Latin King
My bitch red still