Paroles de Red tide

Baby's in her hour heart? of darkness Everything she feels is hopeless Disconnected from the dance hall Trippin' on her heart of purple Is this passion or ... Or your red tide ... Faces of her bleak expression Taking on her town's impression 'Tis the season's witching hour As the summer loses power Is this passion or ... Or your red tide.... Baby's breakin' your kiss goodnight This is where her heart will not die Is this passion or ... Or your red tide Or your red tide Or your red tide