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Smiling faces on the wall I took a walk down the hall I banged my fist against the door I tossed a quarter to the whore The camera flashes in my eyes I spread the news she spreads her thighs Red, red in my head Red, red in my head I grabbed her knuckles and I yanked them all I bent her in half like a Barbie doll Love, hate, viscerate Take this flesh and meditate I sat there with her we sat there too She said to me, "What should we do?" Well, I know some tricks and I'll show them to you Your mother won't mind at all if I do to you The poor little girl, the poor little girl The poor little girl didn't know what to say For her mother was out of the house today Today, today Red, red in my head Red, red in my head [Unverified] The poor little girl, the poor little girl The poor little girl didn't know what to say For her mother was out of the house today Today, today Red, red in my head Red, red in my head [Unverified] Red, red they call me red Red, in bed, the girl