Текст песни Barefoot In January - Color of Red
Barefoot In January - Color of Red слова песни
color of red, color my souldays of the new become days of the oldtry to pretend everything is alrightlooking again at this arabian nightdo you think my hostility will ever end?or did the brutality ever begin?release the smoke that the beast retrievesthe beast is your friend although he deceivesand im living a lie and to live is to dieand the swing on the porchis the sign of the torch thats to come.and i``ll ask you again is the devil your friend and the words that you speakare backstabbing the meek and you`ll die but why diecreep through the bushes, forest of treesi am th eserpent that nobody seesthe anger inside seems to erupt on my headthe anger erupts and now my soul lies deadnow let me show you just what you`ve lostthe damage at stake is a price beyond costthe sting that comes from the darkness aroundthey`ll hurt you much worse when you`re six underground