Red, oh red
The taste of blood on lips of wine
They're so silent
Wait a minute or just a little while
What are you lookin for,
The taste of red,
The taste of fear
From your ceiling leak convincing smile?
Red, oh red
The taste of blood on lips of wine
The time it waitin
Maybe takes away from your demise
From your demise
Say you're slippin?
Maybe so
It's not easy
Now you know
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