| Song | In the Red |
| Artist | Sarah Fimm |
| Album | A Perfect Dream |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I’m kind of in a watercolor wasteland | |
| The place you go to bow and pay the toll | |
| A never-ending system of abrasions | |
| Only there to control | |
| The way you suck me up into a nightmare | |
| The dirty way you cut me with a smile | |
| I hate to admit how | |
| I love when you give it to me. | |
| In the red | |
| Crying out | |
| At the edge | |
| Looking down | |
| Every single minute takes an hour | |
| When you’re in the power of the beast | |
| There’s hate breeding hatred inside of my head | |
| And there’s not that much left to be said | |
| In the red | |
| Crying out | |
| At the edge | |
| Looking down | |
| When you’ve fallen below all the shit you’ve been fed | |
| And you feel like your gonna go mad | |
| Then you know you have come out alive more than dead |
| I' m kind of in a watercolor wasteland | |
| The place you go to bow and pay the toll | |
| A neverending system of abrasions | |
| Only there to control | |
| The way you suck me up into a nightmare | |
| The dirty way you cut me with a smile | |
| I hate to admit how | |
| I love when you give it to me. | |
| In the red | |
| Crying out | |
| At the edge | |
| Looking down | |
| Every single minute takes an hour | |
| When you' re in the power of the beast | |
| There' s hate breeding hatred inside of my head | |
| And there' s not that much left to be said | |
| In the red | |
| Crying out | |
| At the edge | |
| Looking down | |
| When you' ve fallen below all the shit you' ve been fed | |
| And you feel like your gonna go mad | |
| Then you know you have come out alive more than dead |
| I' m kind of in a watercolor wasteland | |
| The place you go to bow and pay the toll | |
| A neverending system of abrasions | |
| Only there to control | |
| The way you suck me up into a nightmare | |
| The dirty way you cut me with a smile | |
| I hate to admit how | |
| I love when you give it to me. | |
| In the red | |
| Crying out | |
| At the edge | |
| Looking down | |
| Every single minute takes an hour | |
| When you' re in the power of the beast | |
| There' s hate breeding hatred inside of my head | |
| And there' s not that much left to be said | |
| In the red | |
| Crying out | |
| At the edge | |
| Looking down | |
| When you' ve fallen below all the shit you' ve been fed | |
| And you feel like your gonna go mad | |
| Then you know you have come out alive more than dead |