Red

I don’t know what to do

Can’t you leave my place

Don’t stand in my way

Gonna put things in delay

We both know it’s my fault

But we can’t throw it in my face

Help me find myself

I’m a needle in a stack of hay

I change to the color red

Maybe it’ll lock my door

You need to comfort me

Or I’ll fall through this floor

Stop me, mark my words

I keep on believing shit

Father make me stop

I need you, I admit

I am crying

But don’t think I’m whining

I am something else

I am crying

I’m stuck here denying

I am something else