Crying for the past
Is something we've all done
Lying to ourselves is a way
For us to run
We must die to
Ourselves to pull through
[Chorus]:
Watch as the sun bleeds red
It's far too real
Emotion's dead
The sun bleeds red
Dying to ourselves is something
That we must do
We must die to
Ourselves to pull through
[Chorus]
The sun bleeds red
It bleeds red, it bleeds red, it bleeds…
[Chorus, x2]