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Red - Original Song - Just a rough song I conjured up.
Underneath my eyes lies San Francisco.
Burning in my chest is when we both first said hello.
Tell me that it’s okay if I stay there is no other way.
Give me hope but please don’t lie promise me the bay.
And everything I said I swear that I meant.
And when I kissed you that was just my intent.
I- live in my head.
I- only see red, but it’s pretty we bled.
I exist without knowing where I’ll be sent away.
I’m not even showing my trust as it decays.
There’s a brand I always wear, I’ll never be a lamb.
Easy to ignore my heart and fear the wolf I am.
But last night a friend arrived and cut off my feet.
How I’d love to prove I’m strong but that made me weak.
I want these. Very báááád
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