Letra de Artificial Red (Live at The Moore)
Artificial red, smoke, poison consumed In the, House of Ill Repute Is this the way I spend my days In recovery of a fatal diseaseOoh-hoo Ooh-hoo Ooh-hoo Ooh-hooOn a cloud of pink has turned to grey And I'm alone again, yeah Someone to hold against my own Alone, untouched is what I craveOoh-hoo Ooh-hoo Ooh-hoo Ooh-hooArtificial 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 aboveOoh-hoo Ooh-hoo Ooh-hoo Ooh-hoo