In The Red

I'm kind of in a watercolor wasteland

The place you go to bow and pay the toll

A never-ending system of abrasions

Only there to control

The way you suck me up into a nightmare

The dirty way you cut me with a smile

I hate to admit how I love when you give it to me.

In the red

Crying out

At the edge

Looking down

Every single minute takes an hour

When you're in the power of the beast

There's hate breeding hatred inside of my head

And there's not that much left to be said

In the red

Crying out

At the edge

Looking down

When you've fallen below all the shit you've been fed

And you feel like your gonna go mad

Then you know you have come out alive more than dead