Red کے بول

Honesty Is not much to me anymore I used to think You get what you see at the door How low Can you go Before it bites? You turn You twist You push the knife I miss The old me Without Red The grudges I hold They're not mine The ones you left Like a debt You're passing go With all your crime Now it's red In my head Honestly I saw what I saw and ignored How'd you get me To where they were before How low Can I go Before you bites? You turn You twist You push the knife I miss The old me Without Red The grudges I hold They're not mine The ones you left Like a debt You're passing go With all your crime Now it's red In my head