Vermilion Songtext
von Chris Carmen

Rusted seams
The blade of our sorrow
Sever the bones from our marrow
Wake to waste tomorrow

Sunken dreams
A bloodshot bottle
Can′t break the lease, feasting on
Caught in the rhythm of her speech, I try to follow

It's small enough, we′re wasted
Tell the wedding the day the weather saved it
Navy numbing the days
Your face

You told me everything wouldn't go
I don't wanna have to bleed your way anymore
Cause I don′t wanna see


You call me
But you call me

But would you say regret?
I′m dimming my lungs
I guess I've been in your head
You′re standing in summer
Move away instead
All of the talking
A waste of my breath
I'm down at the bottom

But would you say regret?
I′m dimming my lungs
I guess I've been in your head
You′re standing in summer
Move away instead
All of the talking
A waste of my breath
I'm down at the bottom