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Lyricist: Sorcha Richardson
Lyrics:
It might have been the late nights I wasn't in my right mind Desperate for something It might have been a lifeline You gotta get your blood drawn A needle in your good arm Well, I've been cured before So I lost hope in false alarms
Sitting in the living room There's nothing on tv I'm tryna keep from telling you That I can hardly breathe
Running every red light Just give me something to take the edge off it Running every red light It's a car crash, it's a snake pit
Visions of the ocean And hands around my neck I pulled you from the water But you couldn't catch your breath A waiting room in New York There's snow on all the sidewalks Drops under my eyelids Credit card declines
When did life get like this? Give yourself a couple hours Try to sleep it off It's just a false alarm There's nothing here for me to solve
Running every red light Just give me something to take the edge off it Running every red light It's a car crash, it's a snake pit Running every red light Just give me something to take the edge off it Running every red light It's a dead end, it's a death wish It's a dead end, it's a death wish It's a dead end, it's a death wish Running every red light It's a dead end, it's a death wish It's a dead end, it's a death wish It's a dead end Running every red light It's a dead end Running every red light It's a dead end Running every red light It's a dead end Running every red light It's a dead end Running every red light It's a dead end, it's a death wish It's a dead end, it's a death wish It's a dead end, it's a death wish Running every red light It's a dead end LyricsFreak
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