Twistember
July 23rd, 2011, 12:32 AM
RED
I was mad
my face went pure white
I paced the kitchen for an hour
staring ar the drawer
with all the sharp ones in it
then I opened it, and grabbed one
Then I saw red
I saw red (x2)
with the red came relief
I saw red (x3)
Sticks and stones
will never break my bones
and the words you say will always hurt me
I hear the words you say
And I see red
I see red (x2)
with the red came relief
I see red (x3)
Then one day
I saw red
and the red was not enough
no, the red was not enough
(repeat)
I see red (x3)
with the red came no relief
I still see red (x3)
And still no relief
I was mad
my face went pure white
I paced the kitchen for an hour
staring ar the drawer
with all the sharp ones in it
then I opened it, and grabbed one
Then I saw red
I saw red (x2)
with the red came relief
I saw red (x3)
Sticks and stones
will never break my bones
and the words you say will always hurt me
I hear the words you say
And I see red
I see red (x2)
with the red came relief
I see red (x3)
Then one day
I saw red
and the red was not enough
no, the red was not enough
(repeat)
I see red (x3)
with the red came no relief
I still see red (x3)
And still no relief