Текст песни 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?
1 I Don't Know Anything - Live at The Moore
2 Artificial Red - Live at The Moore
3 All Alone - Live at The Moore
4 Wake Up - Live at The Moore
5 Lifeless Dead - Live at The Moore
6 River Of Deceit - Live at The Moore
7 I Don't Wanna Be A Soldier - Live at The Moore
8 Long Gone Day - Live at The Moore
9 I'm Above - Live at The Moore
10 X-Ray Mind - Live at The Moore
11 November Hotel - Live at The Moore
12 Artificial Red
13 Interlude
14 Locomotive
15 Black Book of Fear
16 Slip Away
17 I Don't Wanna Be a Soldier (Remix)
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