Red Rain

(read with the music given)

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There's something hiding in this world of pain

A secret maybe, a hidden grain.

But I won't stop, I won't speak, I will never give up, not until we meet.

This is silly, this stupid mess.

Can't you see that I'm trying my best.

I place my hand to my chest.

My hearts beating so fast, It's like a music fest.

The blood pumps throughout my veins.

I slit my skin and then it rains.

Red rain, red rain.

Falling to the ground, it's making red stains.

Why is there blood on your floor?

Mommy, It's not blood I was painting our lord.

I spilt some paint from my wrists.

I'm sorry mom but the pain was bliss.

She sees me as a lumberjack.

Cutting trees.

She thinks I'm only that.

Chopping trees until I see the sun.

I cut the trees but never get the job done.

I'm not strong enough to kill the tree.

I'm not strong enough to be living, see.

Stop worrying

Please don't care about me.

For I am the heart and she is the key.

Mom, don't you see I'm in love.

An angel came to me.

She came from above.

a miracle, I'm happy finally

but that's not true, the happiness will flee.

An evil entity came up from hell.

It grabbed our love and cast a spell.

so for now I will keep on cutting the trees.

I will cut the trees right until we meet.

I slit my skin and then it rains

red rain red rain

i slit my skin and then it rains

red rain red rain

So much pain, so much shame.

This life is a mess.

I'm losing the game.

I will play, I will play.

Just hold on for another day.

Cut your trees and feel your pain.

Let your tears and blood make so much shame.

red rain, red rain.

this red will never be tamed.

I cut trees to make it rain.

I cut trees to keep me sane.

Because without you I'm completely insane

Without you, I'm a girl with no name.

A lumberjack is all I am.

The weather man says more rain, damn.

But never mind as long as it rains

the trees will grow

so I can cut again.

Red rain, red rain.

Carving our skin to make this red stain.

Red rain, red rain

red rain, red rain

Roses are red

Violets are blue

This rain will keep falling 'til I entwine with you.

I drag this blade across my skin.

I go insane and dig it in.

The blood seeps out from the line of red.

It rolls down my arm and I smile in content.

One tree down, a drop of rain lost.

Another cut? It will cost.