Lyrics The Blues And The Reds - Machinista

The Blues And The Reds

Standing on the beach with the knife in my hand
No memory of last night, have I lost it again?
Tried hard not to fail but the blues got an hold on me
A man reaching out to hold my hand
I’m falling apart again
I lost myself back when the blues turned to red
Mouth moving but no words
Skin is turning red with my face turned away
I’m digging deep into my damaged goods
It´s like cutting knives I’m barely holding up
I’m just a puppet at your strings
Noises bring a ghost to me
Past closing in on me
The mirror shows me nothing
And nothing is my friend
Covered in dirty soil
Taking me down this time
Staring into my eyes
Holding my soul
I’m falling apart again
I’m falling apart again