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Red Bereave Video (MV)




Performed By: AP Macroeconomics
Language: English
Length: 3:12
Written by: Thomas Meskil




AP Macroeconomics - Red Bereave Lyrics




And what am I to you?
I'm not you're knight, I'm not your brother
You knew me before I wore who I was on my sleeve

Red carpet looks of anxious sleep
Red Bereave
Waiting for the paparazzi to leave
Hopefully
I don't need so much attention
That my laughter edits
Breathe techniques that give me a reprieve

Lighting around
Striking the ground
Cracking the peanut crowd
Toucan-esque beak
Friction that squeaks
Laugh when the thundercloud
Made a sound so meek

Holy cow
I hope all the beds you made are comfy now
You're an anvil, I'm a coyote leaving ground
I'm better now
But I wish you saw the air-escaping mouth
I thought I knew me more
I thought you knew me more
But we knew me before I wore who I was on my sleeve

Red carpet looks of anxious sleep
Red Bereave
Waiting for the paparazzi to leave
Hopefully
I don't need so much attention
That my laughter edits
Breathe techniques that give me a reprieve
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And what am I to you?
I'm not you're knight, I'm not your brother
You knew me before I wore who I was on my sleeve

Red carpet looks of anxious sleep
Red Bereave
Waiting for the paparazzi to leave
Hopefully
I don't need so much attention
That my laughter edits
Breathe techniques that give me a reprieve

Lighting around
Striking the ground
Cracking the peanut crowd
Toucan-esque beak
Friction that squeaks
Laugh when the thundercloud
Made a sound so meek

Holy cow
I hope all the beds you made are comfy now
You're an anvil, I'm a coyote leaving ground
I'm better now
But I wish you saw the air-escaping mouth
I thought I knew me more
I thought you knew me more
But we knew me before I wore who I was on my sleeve

Red carpet looks of anxious sleep
Red Bereave
Waiting for the paparazzi to leave
Hopefully
I don't need so much attention
That my laughter edits
Breathe techniques that give me a reprieve
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Thomas Meskil
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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