Red Lights - Ryan Adams

He destroys his pretty face\nEmptier than outer space\nTrees grow arms and eyes\nOutside my window witches sharpen knives\nFor the car crash comes\nRed lights\nRed lights\nI foresee a sudden change\nThey will be the ones to blame\nWaltz in the room I hear them laughing\nThey come to me when know one sees it happening\nRed lights\nRed lights\nRed lights\nRed Lights Sözleri, AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır.