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Red
110
Hip-Hop/Rap
Red was released on December 8, 2016 by Independent as a part of the album Red - Single
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Release DateDecember 8, 2016
LabelIndependent
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM81

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
TELL
TELL
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
TELL
TELL
Composer

Lyrics

Soar through the doors of a brave new world like Aldous
Huxley, distorted enormously in the midst of all this
Fuckery, they kept tryin' to sell intelligent design
With evidence we're never gonna find
How do I know if I can trust you if we are even here?
Do I trust in what I touch and what I
Taste and what I see and what I hear?
Something I believe, some hidden truth on the inside, but it's unclear
The last word or the first question?
How exactly do we define another's perception of perfection?
Do we keep lookin' for the answer?
Do we research till we learn lessons?
Yearnin' for the thirst to be quenched
Is a curse and a perfect blessin', GG
What you perceive to be, I don't believe will even read to me
'Cause my perception is unique to me, don't try to compete with me
We could never compare this life equally
'Cause nothin' defines what seems to be stuck in divided frequencies
Stereo concept of a mono mind
I've got a vibe for this modern life
But I don't know if I got it right
Seven billion people, all with different perceptions
Can't comprehend, it's too complex to mention
Beyond your comprehension, this quest to define ultimate direction
Is like broadcastin' a broadcast from an alternate dimension
It's quite vexin', the mind never got designed for this high tension
And my essence, celestial body ready for the dissectin'
It's all black and white, right? No, I live life inside a kaleidoscope
I ain't got the kind of dough for my own private Idaho
I don't know if I can go the higher road
We lookin' for truth in all that we do
Just nobody ever been able to find it though
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Aren't we to be confined to lookin', hopin' to find
Somethin' that can't be defined on this rock we on?
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
But we can't be confined to only askin' to find
Somethin' that can't be defined
Yo, what would it be like to see life through another person's eyes?
Maybe the sky, it'd be burnin' bright
The whole world, it'd turn me blind
But my head is my head alone, my brain's lookin' for a better home
Had to let it know there's nowhere to
Go, sorry buddy, but we'll never know
Stuck with this perception, huh? Must be misdirection, yup
Cuss with interjections at the fucker who invented us
Goddamn, God, every prayer's met with a wrong answer
I just wanna know if truth exists, or is it just a phantom?
How do I know if death is true?
How do I know the difference between red and blue?
How do I know if red for me is red for you and where to move
When every step that's ahead of you present a separate set of truths
Tearin' you in a new direction you never knew?
And these avenues could never attempt
To explain how they were thought up
Was it somethin' in the water? Or was it the way you were brought up?
Or is it hidden in the inner of your inner
Mind in a memory that we could never find?
And if so, then why the fuck are we lookin' for order?
This is nothin' but a rehearsal
She might see ice and fire, but I see
Smoke on the water like Deep Purple
In a feverish synesthesia that colours my retina display
Far beyond that of any Macintosh laptop retina display
So let's play
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Aren't we to be confined to lookin', hopin' to find
Somethin' that can't be defined on this rock we on?
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
But we can't be confined to only askin' to find
Somethin' that can't be defined
Your world ain't my world and my world ain't your world
In fact, what I know I don't know 'cause I unlearned
Your life ain't my life 'cause my life is mine
What I see, you don't, 'cause reality ain't defined
Reality ain't defined in every space and time
Yo, what's bendin' your state of mind
On the centre stage in the lights?
Is the end for this crazy life just headin' straight for the sky?
If the heavenly gates are wide, there's a hell o' wait in the line
Written by: TELL
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