And what am I to you?
I'm not you're knight, I'm not your brother
You knew me before I wore who I was on my sleeve
Red carpet looks of anxious sleep
Red Bereave
Waiting for the paparazzi to leave
Hopefully
I don't need so much attention
That my laughter edits
Breathe techniques that give me a reprieve
Lighting around
Striking the ground
Cracking the peanut crowd
Toucan-esque beak
Friction that squeaks
Laugh when the thundercloud
Made a sound so meek
Holy cow
I hope all the beds you made are comfy now
You're an anvil, I'm a coyote leaving ground
I'm better now
But I wish you saw the air-escaping mouth
I thought I knew me more
I thought you knew me more
But we knew me before I wore who I was on my sleeve
Red carpet looks of anxious sleep
Red Bereave
Waiting for the paparazzi to leave
Hopefully
I don't need so much attention
That my laughter edits
Breathe techniques that give me a reprieve
AP Macroeconomics - Red Bereave Lyrics
AP Macroeconomics - Red Bereave Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
English
And what am I to you?
I'm not you're knight, I'm not your brother
You knew me before I wore who I was on my sleeve
Red carpet looks of anxious sleep
Red Bereave
Waiting for the paparazzi to leave
Hopefully
I don't need so much attention
That my laughter edits
Breathe techniques that give me a reprieve
Lighting around
Striking the ground
Cracking the peanut crowd
Toucan-esque beak
Friction that squeaks
Laugh when the thundercloud
Made a sound so meek
Holy cow
I hope all the beds you made are comfy now
You're an anvil, I'm a coyote leaving ground
I'm better now
But I wish you saw the air-escaping mouth
I thought I knew me more
I thought you knew me more
But we knew me before I wore who I was on my sleeve
Red carpet looks of anxious sleep
Red Bereave
Waiting for the paparazzi to leave
Hopefully
I don't need so much attention
That my laughter edits
Breathe techniques that give me a reprieve
I'm not you're knight, I'm not your brother
You knew me before I wore who I was on my sleeve
Red carpet looks of anxious sleep
Red Bereave
Waiting for the paparazzi to leave
Hopefully
I don't need so much attention
That my laughter edits
Breathe techniques that give me a reprieve
Lighting around
Striking the ground
Cracking the peanut crowd
Toucan-esque beak
Friction that squeaks
Laugh when the thundercloud
Made a sound so meek
Holy cow
I hope all the beds you made are comfy now
You're an anvil, I'm a coyote leaving ground
I'm better now
But I wish you saw the air-escaping mouth
I thought I knew me more
I thought you knew me more
But we knew me before I wore who I was on my sleeve
Red carpet looks of anxious sleep
Red Bereave
Waiting for the paparazzi to leave
Hopefully
I don't need so much attention
That my laughter edits
Breathe techniques that give me a reprieve
Writer: Thomas Meskil
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid