lying on the floor, there is red everywhere
blood blood blood the colour of love
im at home but somethings different
the smell just isnt right and on the news they say
that someones missed since tonight
someone is missing. a sweet taste of rust and iron
and on the news they say
that someone is still missing
im at home but somethings different
the smell just isnt right and on the news they say
that someones missed since tonight
the colour of love is the colour of blood
i have no desire to reform myself
the only desire is to reform the people