Crimson Coloured Negative Songtext
von Rikard Sjöblom’s Gungfly

Maybe this time I can get it right
′Cause he said I'm a mess again,
Can′t hold my feeling tight
It's along way home and
My fuel is running out
It's a crimson coloured negative,
In the torment I feel no doubt

When I look out the window,
I make people scream
You know they′re turning against me now,
Walking in a perfect stream
And it′s a long night ahead,
I'm waiting for the break of dawn
Like a prisoner behind bars of air,
A king without a crown

Scratch my head like you used to do
Pull my hair, l want you to
There is gossip floating around the family
And it′s about me


I'm waiting to be held by an angel so pale
She will steal my heart and tell me whom to hail
She will tell them all who′s to blame
For this tragedy
And it must be me

I'm weakening with the hours, time never lies
You don′t even notice it,
'Til it takes farewell and flies
My soft spot is in the morning,
You can kill me while l sleep
Choke me with a pillow,
And you can't hear me weep
And it′s a beautiful sunset,
Staining my eyes
Turns reality into negative, making mankind look like flies

Fly away like you used to do
Take me with you, l want you to
There′s an angel beside you, cruising peacefully
And it isn't me

Forever sleeping in a grave labelled RIP But it can′t be me