Lyrics Red Emeralds - Western Addiction

Red Emeralds

She don’t believe in Parisian gore
Riled states are uncalled for
That’s for creeps and irrational youth
Nature won’t allow unspoken truths
Roman wolves and classy boys
Get in line to be destroyed
Balladeer, you can chant royal
These red emeralds, they scream recoil
You can have my love, you can have my life
Je suis ton ami et je suis ta femme
She don’t believe in Parisian gore
She don’t believe in Parisian gore
You can have my love, you can have my life
Je suis ton ami et je suis ta femme
With a hatchet face and a ruddy cuss
When you have nothing, you still have us