I put my palms up, palms up to you
Like I know you want me to
Fire, fire, pour your water over me
I feel the poison rising
Oh I could work for it, work for it, or you could give it to me
I could work for it, work for it, or you could give it to me
Oh I fear you, fear you
And I hate you for it
You've filled me up
And I'm spilling over, spilling over
Words of rage erupt
And they're spilling over, spilling over
Oh I could work for it, work for it, or you could give it to me
I could work for it, work for it, or you could give it to me
Oh I fear you, fear you
Poor little darling, ripped to shreds
I'll swim to you through this ocean of red
But the crowd, you see, will turn their heads
Because the knife will never shine again
Oh I fear you, fear you
Grapefruit - A Swim Through Red Lyrics
Grapefruit - A Swim Through Red Lyrics
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I put my palms up, palms up to you
Like I know you want me to
Fire, fire, pour your water over me
I feel the poison rising
Oh I could work for it, work for it, or you could give it to me
I could work for it, work for it, or you could give it to me
Oh I fear you, fear you
And I hate you for it
You've filled me up
And I'm spilling over, spilling over
Words of rage erupt
And they're spilling over, spilling over
Oh I could work for it, work for it, or you could give it to me
I could work for it, work for it, or you could give it to me
Oh I fear you, fear you
Poor little darling, ripped to shreds
I'll swim to you through this ocean of red
But the crowd, you see, will turn their heads
Because the knife will never shine again
Oh I fear you, fear you
Like I know you want me to
Fire, fire, pour your water over me
I feel the poison rising
Oh I could work for it, work for it, or you could give it to me
I could work for it, work for it, or you could give it to me
Oh I fear you, fear you
And I hate you for it
You've filled me up
And I'm spilling over, spilling over
Words of rage erupt
And they're spilling over, spilling over
Oh I could work for it, work for it, or you could give it to me
I could work for it, work for it, or you could give it to me
Oh I fear you, fear you
Poor little darling, ripped to shreds
I'll swim to you through this ocean of red
But the crowd, you see, will turn their heads
Because the knife will never shine again
Oh I fear you, fear you
Writer: Angela Chase
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid