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RED
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Pop
RED foi lançado em 10 de abril de 2026 por Dempsey Bolton como parte do álbum IN THE PRESENCE OF GIANTS
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Data de lançamento10 de abril de 2026
EditoraDempsey Bolton
IdiomaEnglish
Melodicidade
Acústica
Valência
Dançabilidade
Energia
BPM81

Vídeo de música

Vídeo de música

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dempsey Bolton
Dempsey Bolton
Synthesizer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dempsey Bolton
Dempsey Bolton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dempsey Bolton
Dempsey Bolton
Producer
Father Bobby Townsend
Father Bobby Townsend
Mixing Engineer
Joao Carvalho
Joao Carvalho
Mastering Engineer

Letra

I wrote a song last night
Penned it in hemoglobin red
Kept me preoccupied
From thinking how I want you dead
And it's the little things, little things
That heat my cool head
I wrote a song last night
I wrote a song last night
And it goes like
Lately been a trainwreck
Might just need a paycheck
Sum to cheer me up while all my friends are at the apex
And every single day I just wanna be asleep
While the world breaks bread I'm just chilling on my knees like
Thats a whole break
Runnin straight through reds
Got that road rage
Stealing ice from sev that's a cold take
Driving up the walls in enclosed space
I wrote a song last night
Penned it in hemoglobin red
Kept me preoccupied
From thinking how I want you dead
And it's the little things, little things
That heat my cool head
I wrote a song last night
I wrote a song last night
Heavenly heavenly father I need your forgiveness I think I'm a martyr
I'm angry at god but I'm not a believer
I feel like the messages missed the receiver
Cause all I been hearing is radio static
I been getting higher than webs in the attic
Looking for love not at the bay
But over the bridge of the freeway going 85
Heavenly heavenly father I need your forgiveness I think I'm a martyr
I'm angry at god but I'm not a believer
I feel like the messages missed the receiver
Cause all I been hearing is radio static
I been getting higher than webs in the attic
Looking for love not at the bay
But over the bridge of the freeway going 85
You care just like your mother
It's only ever you
And if you could love another
I know they'd feel it too
This emptiness around you
It swallows up the blue
And I guess what it comes down to
Is alone's a state for two
I wrote a song last night
Penned it in hemoglobin red
Kept me preoccupied
From thinking how I want you dead
And it's the little things, little things
That heat my cool head
I wrote a song last night
I wrote a song last night
And it goes like
Heavenly heavenly father I need your forgiveness I think I'm a martyr
I'm angry at god but I'm not a believer
I feel like the messages missed the receiver
Cause all I been hearing is radio static
I been getting higher than webs in the attic
Looking for love not at the bay
But over the bridge of the freeway going 85
Heavenly heavenly father I need your forgiveness I think I'm a martyr
I'm angry at god but I'm not a believer
I feel like the messages missed the receiver
Cause all I been hearing is radio static
I been getting higher than webs in the attic
Written by: Dempsey Bolton
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