Rojo Profundo
Los Carniceros Del Norte
Deep Red
In the dollhouse Carlo plays at being a princess,
sticks needles in the eyes of the prince charming,
seven watercolor graves where I keep my secrets,
imaginary friends running around the room,
I'm going to keep drawing stains in deep red,
forget all the bad and understand once and for all
why mom has stabbed dad with a knife.
Dead lizards dance wildly wagging their tails,
sewer rats drink blood, attack from behind,
hanged dolls dressed to kill,
tormented mind, everything in my world is deep red.
I won't go back to the hospital for broken minds.
Let me die in the arms of a great story.
Glass shards in my flesh will make me understand
why mom has stabbed dad with a knife.
Child psychopath, bipolar maniac kid,
bath your neighbor in boiling water and keep the secret.
Romanian cooks handle meat and giant machetes.
Group therapy, killing is free, it's deep red.
I won't go back to the hospital for broken minds.
Let me die in the arms of a great story.
Glass shards in my flesh will make me understand
why mom has stabbed dad with a knife.
