Give me Red
I need more Red
It burns in my soul, my heart, my head.
Too many times you quenched my fire
Push me down and the flames grow higher
I feel the need to let it out – but I’m not allowed to scream and shout
The flames stay buried deep inside
But one day the door will open wide.
And when it does, I hope you’ll see….
The fire was always a part of me.