Dying in a Red Room

Cold lazer eyes

Those longing glares

A subtle change of pace

A vibrance in the air

I'll be the breeze

That cools the heat

I'm dying through life

I'm living through death

I'm dying

Don't see past these shoes I wear on my feet

To see the humility in that

I couldn't help the laughter

The porcelain shatters

I'll be the breeze

That cools your heat

I'm dying through life

I'm living through death

I'm dying

I'll be your scapegoat

Scapegoat

I'm dying through life

I'm living through death

I'm dying

I'm dying

Dying