Mad Season — Artificial Red lyrics

The page contains the lyrics of the song "Artificial Red" by Mad Season.

Lyrics

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…