Mad Season - Artificial Red Lyrics

Lyrics Artificial Red - Mad Season



Artificial red
Smoke, poison consumed
In the house of ill repute
Is this the way I spend my days?
In recovery of a fatal disease
On a cloud of pink has turn to grey
And I'm alone again
Yeah
Someone to hold against my own
Alone, untouched is what I crave
Artificial red
Smoke, poison consumed
In the house of ill repute
Is this the place I search for love
When my need is within me, a gift from above?



Writer(s): Staley Layne Thomas, Mc Cready Michael David, Martin Barrett Harrington, Saunders John Baker


Mad Season - Above (Deluxe Edition)
Album Above (Deluxe Edition)
date of release
29-03-2013




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