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Red Ink Video (MV)




Performed By: Westhaven
Length: 3:20
Written by: Mike Stahl




Westhaven - Red Ink Lyrics




It's scaring me, why can't I feel anymore
My senses numb to this cold floor
Detachment swallows me whole
So well adjusted, content alone
Words get so tangled around my tongue
They leave me hanging in webs I've spun
Promises I couldn't keep
Hung out to dry while your heart bleeds

So let me breathe
Maybe this is how I think
Maybe this is how I cope with everything
I can't believe
My wounds could be this deep
Your words just make them bleed
Leave me writing in red ink to you again

I can't see any answers
I'm too busy looking at my feet
I'll just keep running
Head down and I grit my teeth
With tunnel vision anxiety
I just don't wanna let you in
Barely acknowledge that you exist
The word aesthetic it makes me sick
Just keeping up with appearances

So let me breathe
Maybe this is how I think
Maybe this is what I need
Maybe this is how I cope with everything
I can't believe
My wounds could be this deep
Your words just make them bleed
Leave me writing in red ink to you again
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It's scaring me, why can't I feel anymore
My senses numb to this cold floor
Detachment swallows me whole
So well adjusted, content alone
Words get so tangled around my tongue
They leave me hanging in webs I've spun
Promises I couldn't keep
Hung out to dry while your heart bleeds

So let me breathe
Maybe this is how I think
Maybe this is how I cope with everything
I can't believe
My wounds could be this deep
Your words just make them bleed
Leave me writing in red ink to you again

I can't see any answers
I'm too busy looking at my feet
I'll just keep running
Head down and I grit my teeth
With tunnel vision anxiety
I just don't wanna let you in
Barely acknowledge that you exist
The word aesthetic it makes me sick
Just keeping up with appearances

So let me breathe
Maybe this is how I think
Maybe this is what I need
Maybe this is how I cope with everything
I can't believe
My wounds could be this deep
Your words just make them bleed
Leave me writing in red ink to you again
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Writer: Mike Stahl
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