Shatterday Lyrics - Vendetta Red

Our days are numbered 666 

And I'll begin the countdown by calling off the circus 

Somewhere in these cryptic scriptures 

I'll find myself drifting in a sky full of scars they cut into you 

Blisters rose colored hue 

Mayday we're going down 

These mescaline memories are morose 

Your kerosine company is comatose 

Our days are numbered 321 

And when you bit the bullet I held the smoking gun 

Somewhere in these violent volumes 

I'll find myself drifting in a sky full of scars they cut into you 

Blisters rose colored hue 

Mayday we're going down 

These mescaline memories are morose 

Your kerosine company is comatose 

And I would sick up half of my cold eye 

to set you on your head 

If I were you then I would memorize 

This loose lipped lullaby instead of waiting 

Carving out your own 

Scars they cut into you 

Blisters rose colored hue 

Mayday we're going down 

Follow we went around 

Scars they cut into you 

Blisters rose colored hue 

Mayday we're going down 

These mescaline memories are morose 

Your kerosine company is comatose