Lyrics Red - Hamzaa

Red

If the line ever seemed like it was too long to get to me
I was dealing with everyone else first but me
If you ever felt like I was going off the rails
Why didn’t you hold on to me?
I know it’s not easy
Complications turn to hate
And suicidal thoughts, they rain in
And the color of my pain is red
Complications turn to hate
And suicidal thoughts, they rain in
And the color of my pain is red
But I’m making my way back to love
Loving me
But I’m making my way back to love, to love
Loving me
Sometimes as people, we get caught up in lost affairs
And we don’t want to face our fears, for the fear of losing
And the one close to you, we never seem to hear
But they have to loudest cries in the silence they share
Complications turn to hate
And suicidal thoughts, they rain in
And the color of my pain is red
Complications turn to hate
And suicidal thoughts, they rain in
And the color of my pain is red
But I’m making my way back to, back to love
Love, loving me
But I’m making my way back to love
Loving me
Loving me, yeah, yeah
But I made my way back to loving myself