Lyrics to Enemies In Red
A broken silhouette
Of what you used to be
Your words are the bullets
That you‘ve aimed at me
Your cries will go unheard
Fallen on deaf ears
I‘ll neglect you and watch you starve
Starved for attention
A crime of pure revenge
I live to watch you die (I‘ve waited my whole life)
Now in the hour of your death
Take everything you love
And watch it die
Painfully right before your eyes
Take everything you love
And watch it die
Painfully right before your eyes
Complexion turns porcelain
As I grasp your throat
Your nails sink drawing blood
Last chance to make me hurt
Choking on your last words
Say goodbye
Until the afterlife
No patience left
I‘ve come to grips with your neck
[Emma Boster] My enemies in red
No patience left
I‘ve come to grips with your neck
[Emma Boster] My enemies in red
No patience left
I‘ve come to grips with your neck
[Emma Boster] My enemies in red
No patience left
I‘ve come to grips with your neck
[Emma Boster] Enemies in red
And the barrel billows smoke
Crimson red my enemies
And the barrel billows smoke
Crimson red my enemies
And the barrel billows smoke
Crimson red my enemies
And the barrel billows smoke
Crimson red my enemies
Take everything you love
And watch it die
Painfully right before your eyes
Take everything you love
And watch it die
Painfully right before your eyes
Of what you used to be
Your words are the bullets
That you‘ve aimed at me
Your cries will go unheard
Fallen on deaf ears
I‘ll neglect you and watch you starve
Starved for attention
A crime of pure revenge
I live to watch you die (I‘ve waited my whole life)
Now in the hour of your death
Take everything you love
And watch it die
Painfully right before your eyes
Take everything you love
And watch it die
Painfully right before your eyes
Complexion turns porcelain
As I grasp your throat
Your nails sink drawing blood
Last chance to make me hurt
Choking on your last words
Say goodbye
Until the afterlife
No patience left
I‘ve come to grips with your neck
[Emma Boster] My enemies in red
No patience left
I‘ve come to grips with your neck
[Emma Boster] My enemies in red
No patience left
I‘ve come to grips with your neck
[Emma Boster] My enemies in red
No patience left
I‘ve come to grips with your neck
[Emma Boster] Enemies in red
And the barrel billows smoke
Crimson red my enemies
And the barrel billows smoke
Crimson red my enemies
And the barrel billows smoke
Crimson red my enemies
And the barrel billows smoke
Crimson red my enemies
Take everything you love
And watch it die
Painfully right before your eyes
Take everything you love
And watch it die
Painfully right before your eyes