"Red Hands"
Running, running
Away from you sometimes turned me blue
Escaping, escaping
My windowed life to my dreams
Where I can become brand new
Is it worth the pain?
Is it worth a heart so tragic to love no one in vein?
With your patronizing lies, I can see it in your eyes
You took me like a bet, but I still have no regrets
To you, I am disastrous
To me, you are an actress
Nobody knows...
But everyone comes and goes.
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