Artist: Mad Season

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Artificial Red

Artificial red, smoke, poison consumed
In the House of Ill Repute
Is this the way I spend my days
In recovery of a fatal disease?

Oooh... Oooh...
Oooh... Oooh...

On a cloud of pink has to grey
And I'm alone again, yeah
Someone to hold against my own
Alone, untouched is what I crave

Oooh... Oooh...
Oooh... Oooh...

Artificial 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 above?

Oooh... Oooh...
Oooh... Oooh...

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Other Songs by this Artist

1. All Alone
2. Angry
3. Artificial Red
4. I Don’t Know Anything
5. I’m Above
6. Lifeless Dead
7. Long Gone Day
8. River Of Deceit
9. Wake Up
10. X-ray Mind