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Ok they’re real
The mushrooms aren’t real
Gets express passed out round 2
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VERSE 1:
I stand still, body just stopped.
Wouldn’t know my own face in a room of mirrors.
Ink runs dry, hands unsteady.
Muse is missing, I’m not ready.
Where’s my dedication? Lost, and I can’t find it.
I pray to my hallucinations.
Alcohol hums through my patience.
Seeing silk and fabrics.
Red velvet.
CHORUS:
Red velvet, I’m so helpless.
Roll out the carpet, red just like my heart is.
Red velvet, someone help us.
Red carpet on our feet,
I see red and they see velvet.
I see red and they see velvet.
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Na na na na na na….
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