Follow the Snow — Red

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I, I dropped you once a line
To be my boredom killer
You, you asked me for a wine
Binge watching a super thriller

Pretty sure, you didn’t want it
Lame ideas, you’re on it, yeah, oh yeah (oh yeah)
I don’t have to read mind
Be a fortune teller to find the truth, oh yeah

Losing wisdom
Of Heaven’s skies above
Of Heaven’s skies above
You want me, but I love

Red is the taste (the taste)
Charming my lips (my lips)
Winery haze is my religion
Your sneaky hands (your hands)
Studying my waist (my waist)
You want it here and I
I don’t feel like the same, the same
The same, the same, the same
I’m just just having my wine, my wine
My wine, my wine, my wine

It, it’s getting here so hot
I need to sip the air
You’ve been traveling across
My body everywhere (everywhere my body)

What a shame, my glass is empty
Didn’t mean to be so tempting, yeah, oh yeah (oh yeah)
I just wanna have a nice talk
Open up, dissolve in rock ballads, oh yeah

Movie is over
I’ve naked my concerns
I’ve naked my concerns
Will you play on my terms? (On my terms)

Red is the taste (the taste)
Charming my lips (my lips)
Winery haze is my religion
Your sneaky hands (your hands)
Studying my waist (my waist)
You want it here and I-

Don’t stop me
You don’t stop-
Don’t stop me
You don’t stop-
You don’t stop me
You don’t stop me
You don’t stop me

I don’t feel like the same, the same
The same, the same, the same
I’m just having my wine, my wine (just drink my wine)
My wine, my wine, my wine