She's still a part of me I can feel those rust-licked fingers wriggling This garden has been littered with pesticides
Red light, red light I'm a poor boy Red light, red light Is this heresy, heresy? Must be heresy, heresy
The spots have the answers They're connected in gold But I can't even go outside 'Cause I don't have the code
She knocked twice aye Hun, you gotta go Hun, you gotta go outside of this contraption No more action Accidents, infractions Doesn't match up? Oh
Hey, I thought it would be easy You better forget her She couldn't die without reason Go get an umbrella 'Cause it be raining hella' treason She' deader than dead But p-p-p-p-p-p-please don't go
We lost the race it's benign To walk the borderline of pain As the artist paints the dream No safety belts tonight For it's time to start the show I'm running away from this quiet
These rotten parts stink better every day Every single person has a story they're not telling La la lala la! Guess it while you can 'Cause all the girls around my block Are soon to lose their heads!
We lost the race-it's benign To walk the borderline of pain As the artist paints the dream No safety belts tonight For it's time to start the show I'm running away from this quiet
They think I'm crazy? We'll prove them right, my friends We'll break their bones And cut their throats Shove them under the bed
You think I'm stupid? Let's show what's in our head I'll break your bones Cut your throat Shove you under my bed
We lost the race it's benign To walk the borderline of pain As the artist paints the dream No safety belts tonight For it's time to start the show I'm running away from this quiet
Red light, red light I'm a poor boy! Red light, red light This is heresy, heresy Heresy, heresy Red light, red light
I'd like to imagine it more as a sunrise in Paris But the rivers keep flowing with a red color I suppose it's just the way things go