Michael Grimm - Red Lyrics
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What Are The Lyrics For Red By Michael Grimm?
I'm alright standing in the street lights here
Is this meant for me? Is my time on the outside over? We all know how you've spended all of your days Knowing that love isn't here You see the pictures But you don't know there names Cause love isn't here And I can't do this by myself All of these problems, they're all in your head And I can't be somebody else You took something perfect and painted it red No sympathy, when shouting out is all you know Behind your lies, I can see the secrets you don't show We all know how you've spended all of your days Knowing that love isn't here You see the pictures But you don't know there names Cause love isn't here And I can't do this by myself All of these problems, they're all in your head And I can't be somebody else You took something perfect and painted it red You take the best things from me Then everything gets empty That's not a world that I need You take the best things from me Then everything gets empty That's not a world that I need And I can't do this by myself All of these problems, they're all in your head And I can't be somebody else You took something perfect and painted it red I can't do this by myself All of these problems, they're all in your head And I can't be somebody else You took something perfect and painted it red You took something perfect and painted it red You took something perfect and painted it red You took something perfect and painted it red |
Who Wrote Red By Michael Grimm?
Ian Dench, Amanda Ghost, Scott Mcfarnon
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What's The Duration Of The Red By Michael Grimm?The duration of Red is 4:40 minutes and seconds. |
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