RED FLAGS Songtext
von indie tribe.

Sound production, take one
(Phew)

Back and forth, backslid into my patterns more
Vices looking like Ganondorf (real)
Red flag, lookin′ like Matador (olé)
Catch a case like it is mandatory to my pad, a story traded to the source
Catch a chicken like it's Cacciatore
Had a talk with Torey, now we on the tour (we on tour)
Living water in my reservoir, after my trip to Leviticus, I couldn′t sleep
I couldn't settle for Ritalin, all my attention was given to beasts, yeah
Hey, son of a man, son in The Mask
All of my shame and my lust in the bag
Crimson the color of blood in the flag


Who took my depression?
Where you put it at?
It's over here, I just put it in the internet
Watching people break bread, ain′t made it to dinner yet
God gotta grow me up, off the Similac
Long story short, I was trying to make a millisecond (one)
Money can take control of you if you let it (woo)
Child of a king, still looking like a peasant
Only sixteen when the father had to add a lesson to my life

Can′t do trans gotta be a man to my wife
With two hands put them together
And it's all right, the quicksand
What you get when you walk by sight
And do Xans, that′s forcin' and mine off white
Some of these hoes real low down (I promise you)
I′d rather you be uptight
Spend the day sinnin' but who spendin the night
The sunrise in the morning if you lookin′ for light


Back and forth (back and forth), backslid into my patterns more (more)
Vices looking like Ganondorf (look)
Red flag, lookin' like Matador (olé)
Catch a case like it is mandatory to my pad, a story traded to the source
Catch a chicken like it's Cacciatore
Had a talk with Torey, now we on the tour (we on tour)
Living water in my reservoir, after my trip to Leviticus, I couldn′t sleep
I couldn′t settle for Ritalin, all my attention was given to beasts, yeah
Hey, son of a man, son in The Mask
All of my shame and my lust in the bag
Crimson the color of blood-

(I see a red flag)
Something in me, I must confess
Things that I dream when I'm in my bed
I never sleep, I′m in my head (Head)
Things said to me got me seein' red
I need released, there′s nothing left
She tellin' me give him mercy instead
Jonathan, please (please), this what I said
If he want me hurt, then I want him-

Yeshua caught me ′fore I caught a body, you catch it, it's obvious
Catchin' a flight at the pendulum
If I get to catchin′ revenge, I lost sight of it
Beef with the ketchup, I′m out of it
Man, that's a lot of it
You catchin′ attitude, then I'm on top of it
You catch some altitude, I′m feelin' turbulent
I′m tryna nine-double-one that 'ish, woah

God seen all I did
Carry my cross, and it's on my wrist
Please don′t cross me, I just might slip
But my God gon′ fish, see it just might hit
Uh-huh, uh, uh, son of a man, son of The Mask
All of my anger and shame in the bag
Crimson the color of blood on a flag

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