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Artificial Red
Mad Season
Lyrics by Layne Staley Music by Staley, McCready, Martin, Saunders
Artificial red, smoke, poison consumed In the House of Ill Repute Is this the way I spend my days In recovery of a fatal disease?
Oooh... Oooh... Oooh... Oooh...
On a cloud of pink has to grey And I'm alone again, yeah Someone to hold against my own Alone, untouched is what I crave
Oooh... Oooh... Oooh... Oooh...
Artificial red, smoke, poison consumed In the House of Ill Repute Is this the place I search for love When my need is within me, a gift from above?
Oooh... Oooh... Oooh... Oooh...
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