作词 : Aidan Holmes

作曲 : Dealer

I felt the red

Enter my sight lines like it was something else

I recover from the ten of knives splintered with many lies all for me

And you think you know

And you think you know how it feels

To be abandoned and loathed by the others

I felt the black dog

Creeping on me, insinuating there is a way out for me

I felt the black dog say, "You don't need

You don't need no money, 'cause suicide is free"

I've had enough of the industry standard

Words built to reprimand not excluding false damage

Bleed with me

I felt the red

Consuming, contouring

Transposing red

Consuming, contouring

Transposing...

I felt the black dog

Creeping on me, insinuating there is a way out for me

I felt the black dog say, "You don't need no money

'Cause suicide is free"

And I guess they were right

You can't kill what's ****ing dead on the inside

Oh!

Ah, ****!