Older Pink Lyrics

rushing ribbons of late
I'm entangled in windable answers
lacing-up ruby hate
as rage darkens my ritual dances
care to survive
not to crimson me alive
forgetting the dead
who arrive at the core
burgundy scent
urging ribbons of late
all to unravel
and fall at the gate
hopelessly hovering restless instead
with every touch I grow
real and red
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