Seeing Red Lyrics latest song by Architects. The Lyrics were written by Dan Searle and Sam Carter and Produced by Dan Searle
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Seeing Red Song Details
| Song | Seeing Red |
| Artist/Singer | Architects |
| Lyrics | Dan Searle and Sam Carter |
| Produced | Dan Searle |
| Label | Epitaph |
Seeing Red Music
Seeing Red Lyrics
Rent-free living in your head
“R.I.P.”, they commented
I felt it when they said
“We only ever love you when you’re seeing red”
Blegh
Seeing red
You oughta know that I’m like a broken machine
I’m not as bulletproof as you all paint me to be
Time hasn’t frozen, why do you want me to scream?
Are you a junkie punk, medicating for free?
We’re all you need
We’ll make you royalty
We’ll be the best of enemies
Read me all my rights
I’ll never grow tired of your great advice
Won’t somebody tell me what I believe?
I’m sorry for your sacrifice
I guess I must’ve sounded like the antichrist
Won’t somebody tell me
Won’t somebody tell me
What I believe?
No debts, all love, I don’t give a f*ck
My head, my heart, wouldn’t be enough
I won’t think twice
I’m afraid I’m the priest, you’re the poltergeist
We’re like one big family
Gee, thanks so much for the death threat
Do you hear the audacity?
You dummies only live on the internet
We’re all you need (Oh yeah? That’s right!)
We’ll make you royalty (Give me that gold)
We’ll be the best of enemies
Read me all my rights
I’ll never grow tired of your great advice
Won’t somebody tell me what I believe?
I’m sorry for your sacrifice
I guess I must’ve sounded like the antichrist
Won’t somebody tell me
Won’t somebody tell me
What I believe?
Oh
“Are you happy now?”
Rent-free living in your head
“R.I.P.”, they commented
I felt it when they said
“We only ever love you when you’re seeing red”
Heaven burning bright
You’ve really gotta wonder how I sleep at night
Won’t somebody tell me?
Won’t somebody tell me?
Read me all my rights
I’ll never grow tired of your great advice
Won’t somebody tell me what I believe?
I’m sorry for your sacrifice
I guess I must’ve sounded like the antichrist
Won’t somebody tell me
Won’t somebody tell me
What I believe?
What I believe?
All eyes on me
