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letra de the walls are painted red - yung giraffe

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[verse 1]
in these halls i’m walking slowly
cus i feel a weight up on my chest
and not to knock the old me
but of him there’s nothing left

it’s hard to not disown me
when i ruin every chance i get
the walls are closing on me
i know i did my best

[hook]
i feel no heat inside these halls
it gets so empty in my head
and this the source of it all
i can’t escape from the (red, red)

the walls are painted red (red, red)
it gets so empty in my head (rеd, red)
the walls are paintеd red (red, red)
the walls are painted red

[verse 2]
uh, this all gets lost in the rip tides
p-p-ssed off, run away from the rip tides
second chances is blessed and i missed mine
but the eyes speak books when the lips tied
did a dance with the devil but i’m still fine
this life’s a trip but i’m still strapped in
with a grin, spinning through the big ride

nah nah, it’s not how i planned out
insane, this brain got a man down
can’t sound out these thoughts i don’t see how
this house stands outside ima camp out

let me get a little sp-ce, i don’t need handouts
i don’t mean to shout
but this hole inside me let the anger out
i’m different now

i been tripping out when it’s red again (sorry)
smash the glass ima pessimist (sorry)
demons knocking ima let him in (sorry)
at least i’m not alone

i’m in that zone inside my bed again (sorry)
red walls and i bet i did
get caught inside that old dread it’s been setting in
at least i’m not alone (i can’t get through to him)

[chorus]
i feel no heat inside these halls (i feel no heat inside these halls)
it gets so empty in my head (it gets so empty in my head)
and this the source of it all (and this the source of it all)
i can’t escape from the (red, red)
the walls are painted red (red, red)
it gets so empty in my head (red, red)
the walls are painted red (red, red)
the walls are painted red

[verse 3]
mm, lately i been complacent (he’s been so distant)
but i got sick of waiting (i could feel something was off)
the halls i walk are vacant (i don’t know, sorry)
it’s not a home when the walls are shaking

[chorus]
i feel no heat inside these halls (lately i been complacent)
it gets so empty in my head (but i got sick of waiting)
and this the source of it all (the halls i walk are vacant)
i can’t escape from the (red, red)

the walls are painted red (red, red)
it gets so empty in my head (red, red)
the walls are painted red (red, red)
the walls are painted red (red, red)

i feel no heat inside these halls (red, red)
it get’s so empty in my head (red, red)
and this the source of it all (red, red)
i can’t escape from the-
[outro]
i don’t know, sorry
i can’t even talk about this anymore

- yung giraffe

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