"Seeing Red" lyrics
"Seeing Red"
(originally by Killing Joke)
They're dropping bombs again
And they're doing it in your name
All the rational commentaries
In the papers that I read
Marmalade and buttered toast
And the smell of Sunday roast
Kiss the arse of uncle Sam
Oh, to be an englishman
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only color is
Red, red, red, red
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only color is
Red sky in the morning
Everywhere I'm seeing
Red, red, red, red
Dawn brings a day of hell
That we pawn and sell
A single magpie in a tree
One for sorrow, one for me
Kick it off the cliff I said
Now the line fucks up my head
Too late to change this mode
Break all my moral codes
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only color is
Red, red, red, red
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only color is
Red sky in the morning
Everywhere I'm seeing
Red, red, red, red
Running from myself again
And all I feel is shame
It doesn't matter where I go
Everywhere still looks the same
Wheee-ooo
This sense of emptiness
As we create this mess
Self-destructive tendencies
Of what you mean to me
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only color is
Red, red, red, red
When you hear the sound of warning
When the only color is
Red sky in the morning
Everywhere I'm seeing
Red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red
- AZLyrics
- P
- Prong Lyrics
album:
"Songs From The Black Hole" (2015)
You May Also Like
Therapy? - "Callow" I can't help but kill myself
This twisting love both wish
Is everything I am
And what I've always been
And I have made mistakes
Our things that've gone so wrong
I hear you come to fix me
Like a...
Anthrax - "Only" Everything is perfect
Everything is sick, that's it
You can't tell me to stop it
You can't tell me not to quit, that's it
Revolve around yourself
It's you and no one else
Hard for me to stay...
Ministry - "Lay Lady Lay" Lay lady lay
Lay across my big brass bed
Lay lady lay
Lay across my big brass bed
Stay lady stay
Stay while the night is still ahead
Stay lady stay
Heaven's dust fills our head
Whatever colors have...
Filter - "Nothing In My Hands" I know what you're thinking
It’s not what you want
I know what you're thinking
And it’s not what you want
They’ve taken your freedom
And they get away
They’ve taken your freedom
And they get away...
Quicksand - "Omission" I, said
Why do I always have to spell it out for you?
Our story is always changing
We change it to hide the pain
And when the truth rears
Its ugly head, it's all too late
Too late for the omission...