Red Island

written 2013

Dogs wander there waitin till you fall asleep

birds listening there starvin for somethin to eat

Hatchet's got his face down in the mud

raisin tiny coffins filled with blood

 

Dont stress you're in the red island youll go soon x2

 

You walk in and everyone knows you're there

Better move quick or else theyll know your scared

There all haunted

or maybe its just you

 

Dont stress youre in the red island youll go soon x2

 

||: Youll go sooner than you think lord x2

 

Youll go sooner than you think my haunted eyes are gone :||

 

Dont stress youre in the red island youll go soon x2