The Midnight - Good in Red

Call the curse in the cradle
Lovely mother, unstable
Daddy gone, under the table
But you found the song in your heart
So you learn how to fight, how to starve, how to survive
But when the others blocked your light you learned to see beyond the stars
The curse of small desires
Easily acquired
It’s time to set your gasoline heart on fire
Kill your demons, kill em dead
In your mirror, in your bed
In your heart, in your head
Don’t you look good in red?
Slay your devils, kill em all
Take your throne, paint the walls
And if you make it out alive, hold that bloody head up high
Don’t you look good in red?
Don’t you look good in red?
There’s a movie on those planes (?)
You cut your hair, changed your name
Left a notice you escaped — to thine own self be true
If there was no gold in those hills, no platinum in those pretty pills
Just werewolves tossing dollar bills in the wide dark sea of Malibu
The curse of small desires
Easily acquired
It’s time to set your gasoline heart on fire
Kill your demons, kill em dead
In your mirror, in your bed
In your heart, in your head
Don’t you look good in red?
Slay your devils, kill em all
Take your throne, paint the walls
And if you make it out alive, hold that bloody head up high
Don’t you look good in red?
Don’t you look good in red?
No one’s coming to save you
No one’s coming to save you
Swing that sword that you made with your pain that they gave you like the pain
is gonna save you
The pain is gonna save you
Kill your demons, kill em dead
In your mirror, in your bed
In your heart, in your head
Don’t you look good in red?
Slay your devils, kill em all
Take your throne, paint the walls
And if you make it out alive, hold that bloody head up high
Don’t you look good in red?
Don’t you look good in red?