1.Paint It Black
Lyricist：Mick Jagger, Keith Richards
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until the darkness goes
I see a line of cars and they're painted black
The flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens every day
I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see a red door I must have been painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facin' up when your whole world is black
No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you
If I look hard enough into the settin' sun
My love will laugh with me before the mornin' comes
I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until the darkness goes
I wanna see it painted, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
Painted, painted black, painted, painted black
2.Shotgun Wedding
Lyricist：Chris Emmons, Garrett Grover, John Lloyd, Brent Masters,
Michael Williams
She wasn't born in that brothel I'm told
Well aware of where she was
Well aware of where she'd end up in what position
Dressed in red down on her knees
She'd done this sort of thing before
Choking back on this disease dressed to kill
To die for
To die for
To die for
To die for
Her pretty face hides the demons inside
The kind that haunt her in her sleep
She was found face down in that ditch
Her skirt hiked up
Dressed in red down on her knees
She'd done this sort of thing before
Make up chases the tears down her face
The hand prints left on her throat
He hits her she'd ask for more
He hits her she'd ask for
Just, a little slut
She lost, a little slut
She lost, a little slut
She lost
Her pretty face hides the demons inside
The kind that haunt her in her sleep
She was found face down in that ditch
Her skirt hiked up
3.The Damned
Lyricist：Chris Emmons, Brian Hodges, Stephen Kaye, Brent Masters,
Michael Williams
Songs made of whispers silent screams
Like a choral of the dead needles
Prick the softest skin
And the breeze scream blood lust
These eyes gazing over the hilltops burning red
The night skies seem to follow me
Blanketing me with crowds of gray and black
The crowd of the damned screams
Eyes shown red, raise the dead
Eyes shown red, raise the dead
The breeze screaming over the whispers in the dark
Setting the leaves in sway
Hanging there like a body from the rafters
Smiling back at me
Eyes shown red, raise the dead
Eyes shown red, raise the dead
They wait in eager circles for me
To stagger into the darkness
These images that I have seen
They still burn inside of me
They still burn inside of me
They still burn inside
4.Eyes Sewn Shut
Lyricist：Chris Emmons, Brian Hodges, Stephen Kaye, Brent Masters,
Michael Williams
Dead skin weathered
Lifeless and torn
The eyes sewn shut
And tongue from the mouth
She lay bleeding
Scarlet stains
Ripped out the stitches
His hands blasphemy
5.Habeas Corpus
Lyricist：Emmons Christopher Micheal, Garrett Grover, John Lloyd,
Masters Brent Wade, Michael Williams
Stab wounds will take their toll, murderer with her smile
And as an after thought, she kept the heart he gave her
Beauty can be so cruel, she once swore him forever
To make good on her word, ensured he'd never leave her
She lies and whispers loving words
He lay bleeding on this floor
A sigh, a kiss will end his pain
And she drives the blade deeper still
Come closer, come closer, come closer to me
Crimson streaks the pale skin of her face
From the spray of blood from his throat
His eyes ever questioning why
She swore never to leave him
She lies and whispers loving words
He lay bleeding on this floor
A sigh, a kiss will end his pain
And she drives the blade deeper still
Come closer, come closer, come closer to me
Come closer, come closer, come closer to me
Come closer, come closer, come closer to me
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