Counting Days Till Suicide - REDZED

It was a cold 3am at JFK Guess you stayed cause you wanted to stay And we went from zero to everything all in a day And then Kennedy took you away I thought of a short road that was keeping you warm And the moments that make up your life till you wake up You sit on a swing in the dark with the girl And she tells you she wanted to kiss you And you know the worst part of a good day Is hearing your self say Goodbye to one more possibility day Goes on... And on. I go west but your weather has changed Your just scared I'm mistaken for strange When you want me to leave then you start to believe I should stay I gotta to get out of LA It seems like the short days are over Cause you just don't sleep in the daylight, so I don't sit up nights I lie on my back on top of a hill and your body is breaking the sky... Cause your shaking And the worst part of a good day Is knowing it's slipping away That one more possibility day Is gone. We were waiting for winter this year But you came and it never appeared Me and you, we know too many reasons for people and seasons That pass like they weren't even here Now living in smiles is better you say We carry the burdens of all of our days So scared that you'll leave... You're scared that I'll stay It's an impossibility day And we only saw half the ballet I said goodnight, goodbye It seemed like a good thing, so you know its a good lie You can run out of choices and still hear a voice in your head when you're lying in bed And it says that the best part of a bad day is knowing its ok The color of everything changes, the sky rearranges its shade And your smile doesn't fade into the phone call And one bad decision we've made And the worst part of a good day is the one thing you don't say And you don't know how but you wish there was some way So you pull down the shades and you shut out the light Because somehow we mixed up goodbye and goodnight And the one thing you won't say is everyone knows possibility days are impossible It just feels wrong... so wrong Still you're gone... long gone

Wake up, go to work Come home, it's not working We've been living our whole lives On a system that is broken Your words, I hear them They' re sharp, can't get near them We've got one lost chance One more time to make this happen We've got one time, time to get this right 2 times and you know it's not my style 3's company, just you and me We need to figure this one out 4 letter words are all you said 5 minutes later we're in bed Can't count you to love me But I can't count the days since you've been gone Wake up, I come home I realize that it's not working You're gone, it echoes I missed the noise of all our fighting And you know that I don't mean the words I say And I know that you don't wanna to stay away How long I'm gonna be Counting the days you're gone We've got one time, time to get this right 2 times and you know it's not my style 3's company, just you and me We need to figure this one out 4 letter words are all you said 5 minutes later we're in bed Can't count you to love me But I can't count the days since you've been gone Ever since I saw you There was no one else Just you and me, you were all that I could see But I got this problem Don't know how to stay What I mean, What I mean... We've got one time, time to get this right 2 times and you know it's not my style 3's company, just you and me We need to figure this one out We've got one time, time to get this right 2 times and you know it's not my style 3's company, just you and me We need to figure this one out 4 letter words are all you said 5 minutes later we're in bed Can't count you to love me But I can't count the days since you've been gone Wake up, go to work Come home, it's not working We've been living our whole lives On a system that is broken...

On the way towards your descent I could count every flower on the hill The curtains drawn on your content There's nothing left for me to forgive again It's cold In your bed And those flowers have long been dead But if you wait You can see There's a place where I used to be You want to make me spin You want to hold me in Counting days till you come in I haven't lost you I just misplaced you However bright I could not tell The window open no explanation Your right In the sun And the dreaming has come undone If you wait You can see There's no reason to disagree You want to make me spin You want to hold me in

Hey baby are you listening? I've battened all the hatches down I've taken all of your prescriptions But no remedy I've found Counting the days Yeah, until some freedom can scream my name Counting the days Yeah, until the gods break these chains Hey baby are you watching? I'm saddled in for your sideshow I'm never one to become precious 'Cause life is so touch and go Counting the days Yeah, until some freedom can scream my name Counting the days Yeah, until the gods break these chains Dig in, get in, dig in What you're looking for Dig in, get in, dig in What you're searching for Dig in, get in, dig in Yeah, dig, yeah, dig Counting the days Yeah, until some freedom can scream my name Counting the days Yeah, until the gods break these chains Counting the days Yeah, until some freedom can scream my name Counting the days Yeah, until the gods break these chains Break these chains Break these chains Break these chains

I lost my senses, fist up in your face, you need a dentist Run up with the gun, I put the pressure in your pelvis You're fucking nervous, I'm sick of all these lies And that ain't the only reason why you're praying for demise, uh Go check your back, bitch, I'm pullin' up from the back Comin' up, comin' up with that Uzi, then I sniff the smell of death I feel neglected, nobody wants to fuck with Red I've been a lonely piece of shit, so maybe I should stop my breath It's changing me in something I like Leave some more for me Don't you play, I'm ripped inside out Can't you pray for me? I read the Bible, I would give it one of ten I saw the devil, motherfucker's in the den (oh) Another letter, see the blood up on my pen I make you suffer, bitch, I've grown to be man Time for nostalgia, rock with the posture Mind full of monsters, hide if we spot ya Freeze when we see 'em all, duke 'em and deking is Saber the season and pussy the reason Why I spark up a threat, five fingers on your neck, huh Foot up on the ped, nigga, nigga, don't respect none Niggas not my offspring, treat 'em like my stepsons Got her in her wet ones, Jimmy Graham, I catch them Get, getting dough That's all a nigga like me know Hating, but I'm paid in full Try me, man, I wish I nigga would Niggas know I live in a trench, dead bodies be the stench Kobe with the wrench, shoot around get benched Beat a dead horse, laughing with my dead friends Hammer to his head again, checking if he's dead again I'm the creature that be living in the pond, swimming Dead boy, no bones, I'm beyond livin' I'ma, I'ma need a blunt and some fine women I'ma open a mouth and stick my bomb in it, pow

Angels cry Suicide Take my hand Realize It's all in good fun Loading my gun Blow my brains out Burn and fade out I hate this Can we fake It I make this Let's base It I hate this Can we face It I make this Let's base It Fuck I'm just a fiend I might dance out in the rain I keep coming up with numbers Till I run out of my brain I keep looking in the streets For my next dose I might need all these lovely woman All they want is diamonds and a ring I love these pills but all my friends They think I just like leaving I'm kneeling to the beings Greeting me with bleeding briefings Revelaing what they're stealing I say that they're not real and appealing to my treason But they know I won't stop healing I hate this Can we fake It I make this Let's base It I hate this Can we face It I make this Let's base It I be waiting and craving And thinking 'bout the past I'm hating the fading I was not build to last I be waiting and craving And thinking 'bout the past I'm hating the fading

Why the fuck you pretend you my friend, hoe? I know you want to see me dead as a rat, hoe I know you want to see me choke in all the flames, boy So why you faking, why you playing all these games, boy? Bitch, I'm a drug fucking user, mama said that was my fate If I see a dirty needle, bitch, I never hesitate Then I shoot that motherfucker, let that shit flow through my vein I say fuck being sober, I would rather meditate I'm so sick of you, bitch, always talking shit Fuck your complex, hoe, I don't want your company I want your face melted in the fucking fire As I take the body parts, burn 'em, bitch, I'm the messiah I sold my motherfucking soul Sold it to the devil, hoe I sold my motherfucking soul Sold it to the devil, hoe I sold my motherfucking soul Sold it to the devil, hoe I sold my motherfucking soul Sold it to the devil, hoe Like i said I'm sick, wrist slit, misfit, anger is taking the lead Yuh, fuck you, bitch, suck a dick, bitch, I'mma bury you deep I don't-don't fuck with you, hoe, you better-you better go I sold my motherfucking soul to the devil, hoe Drug fucking user, mama said that was my fate If I see a dirty needle, bitch, I never hesitate Then I shoot that motherfucker, let that shit flow through my vein I say fuck being sober, I would rather meditate Now I realized You're my parasite Now I realized You're my parasite