Shut up

With your crying cup

Shut up, shut up

Ain't you had enough

That zombie appetite

You don't bark but you always bite

Spit but you don't fight

Feed on me every night

There's a red room among the dead

To count those guilty words you said

Where ruined seeds in a darker night

Writhe and thrash in burning spite

You're the best of times, the worst of times

The bad idea that's so good to hear

Red Room

That's so good to hear

Red Room

Shut up

Shut up, shut up

Shut up

Shut up, shut up

You look like a bad idea

Get up and come on over here

To the ship that ran aground

The sails are rеd and the captain drowned

Therе's a red room down among the dead

They suck that sweet spot where you're fed

Where ruined seeds in a darker night

Writhe and thrash in burning spite

You're the best of times

The worst of times

The bad idea that's so good to hear

Red Room

That's so good to hear

Red Room

You're burning up, I'm burning down

My satellite is flaming blue

I'm sick, slow and I am weak

In deceit and longing heat for you

There's a red room among the dead

To count those guilty words you said

Where ruined seeds in a darker night

Writhe and trash in burning spite

You're the best of times, the worst of times

The bad idea that's so good to hear

So good to hear

In your red room among the dead

In your red room

So good to hear

In your red room among the dead

So good to hear

In your red room

So good to hear

In your red room