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letra de red evening - hunter brookbank

[verse 1]
well they’re snapping at the people with the young ideas
telling them they’re innocent, saying that they’re negligent
blooms grow in rivers now, the only way we know how
we gotta stay above the waves when they start to toss around
can’t go nowhere without getting long stares
maybe it’s the weatherman, maybe it’s the government
the train to peace stopped by but we were never notified
it doesn’t matter, couldn’t get a ticket even if we tried

[chorus]
storm’s coming, red morning
red evening, sun grieving
all the day was wasted away
on the stubborn and the disbelieving

[verse 2]
word is to hide us, millenial’s a virus
been thinkin bout the next stage but did you check the news page
you wanna go to harvard, you’re gonna need a s-x change
and might as well wait for a new case of face paint
and i need me a comp-ss walkin round campus
can’t find my way around, they tore all the statues down
rooms getting renamed, old man owned a slave
so many names i’m afraid of which one to say

[chorus]
storm’s coming, red morning
red evening, sun grieving
all the day was drunken away
in blood sucking and web weaving
yeah

[verse 3]
well i’ve tried to get my voice heard, only thing that i’ve learned
is liquor at the drug store is half price for white girls
it makes some sense anyway, you know that down at sae
they got some type of syndrome, go home no y chromosomes
it’s okay, they need the opportunity
desperation in the air requires some gratuity
and anyway it’s easy to show
i’ve known that they all got backbones of styrofoam

[chorus]
storm’s coming, red morning
red evening, sun grieving
all the day was misbehaved by college kids living in their age
and maybe i wanna bring them down
maybe i just wanna bring ya all round
it doesn’t matter if you’re up or down
i just wish someone would wake this town

[verse 4]
well i was walkin down the pavement
and i caught a statement
told me it was blatant, a bad case of vagrant
went to see a doctor to talk about the ailment
but all that he would talk about was details on a payment
word is to hide us, millenial’s a virus
guess i’m a debas-m-nt
maybe a defacement
talk to my parents and we’ll see about replacement
but i don’t know if we have enough for the education
ohhh
i can’t escape this red evening
yeah

- hunter brookbank

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