| Song | Red Light |
| Artist | Tallah |
| Album | No One Should Read This |
| [00:26.63] | I’m a frog |
| [00:28.96] | I croak in a pond of blood |
| [00:39.34] | She’s still a part of me |
| [00:41.84] | I can feel those rust-licked fingers wriggling |
| [00:46.65] | This garden has been littered with pesticides |
| [00:50.83] | Red light—red light |
| [00:53.39] | I’m a poor boy! |
| [00:54.87] | Red light—red light |
| [00:56.88] | Is this heresy, heresy? |
| [01:00.04] | Must be heresy, heresy |
| [01:03.89] | The spots have the answers |
| [01:07.13] | They’re connected in gold |
| [01:10.18] | But I can’t even go outside |
| [01:14.07] | ‘Cause I don’t have the code |
| [01:16.86] | She knocked twice—aye |
| [01:17.84] | Hun, you gotta go… |
| [01:18.80] | Hun, you gotta go outside of this contraption |
| [01:20.71] | No more action |
| [01:21.45] | Accidents—infractions |
| [01:22.46] | Doesn’t match up? |
| [01:23.00] | Oh… |
| [01:23.27] | Hey, I thought it would be easy! |
| [01:24.47] | You better forget her… |
| [01:25.10] | She couldn’t die without reason |
| [01:25.70] | Go get an umbrella |
| [01:26.61] | ‘Cause it be raining hella’ treason |
| [01:27.44] | She’ deader than dead |
| [01:28.41] | But p-p-p-p-p-p-please don’t go |
| [01:30.00] | We lost the race—it’s benign |
| [01:34.69] | To walk the borderline of pain |
| [01:38.04] | As the artist paints the dream |
| [01:41.07] | No safety belts tonight |
| [01:44.02] | For it’s time to start the show! |
| [01:47.82] | I’m running away from this quiet |
| [01:55.60] | These rotten parts stink better every day |
| [01:59.32] | Every single person has a story they’re not telling |
| [02:02.56] | La la lala la! |
| [02:04.31] | Guess it while you can… |
| [02:05.79] | ‘Cause all the girls around my block |
| [02:07.47] | Are soon to lose their heads! |
| [02:10.12] | We lost the race—it’s benign |
| [02:15.20] | To walk the borderline of pain |
| [02:18.27] | As the artist paints the dream |
| [02:21.25] | No safety belts tonight |
| [02:23.89] | For it’s time to start the show! |
| [02:27.81] | I’m running away from this quiet |
| [03:00.72] | They think I’m crazy? |
| [03:02.80] | We’ll prove them right, my friends |
| [03:05.80] | We’ll break their bones |
| [03:07.96] | And cut their throats |
| [03:09.47] | Shove them under the bed |
| [03:12.62] | You think I’m stupid? |
| [03:15.51] | Let’s show what’s in our head... |
| [03:19.24] | I’ll break your bones |
| [03:20.89] | Cut your throat |
| [03:22.38] | Shove you under my bed! |
| [03:25.68] | We lost the race—it’s benign |
| [03:31.29] | To walk the borderline of pain |
| [03:34.47] | As the artist paints the dream |
| [03:37.75] | No safety belts tonight |
| [03:40.65] | For it’s time to start the show! |
| [03:44.26] | I’m running away from this quiet |
| [03:51.49] | Red light—red light |
| [03:53.26] | I’m a poor boy! |
| [03:54.51] | Red light—red light |
| [03:56.58] | This is heresy, heresy |
| [03:59.41] | Heresy, heresy |
| [04:09.43] | Red light—red light |
| [04:20.46] | I’d like to imagine it more as a sunrise in Paris |
| [04:22.88] | But the rivers keep flowing with a red color |
| [04:26.24] | I suppose it’s just the way things go… |
| [00:26.63] | I' m a frog |
| [00:28.96] | I croak in a pond of blood |
| [00:39.34] | She' s still a part of me |
| [00:41.84] | I can feel those rustlicked fingers wriggling |
| [00:46.65] | This garden has been littered with pesticides |
| [00:50.83] | Red light red light |
| [00:53.39] | I' m a poor boy! |
| [00:54.87] | Red light red light |
| [00:56.88] | Is this heresy, heresy? |
| [01:00.04] | Must be heresy, heresy |
| [01:03.89] | The spots have the answers |
| [01:07.13] | They' re connected in gold |
| [01:10.18] | But I can' t even go outside |
| [01:14.07] | ' Cause I don' t have the code |
| [01:16.86] | She knocked twice aye |
| [01:17.84] | Hun, you gotta go |
| [01:18.80] | Hun, you gotta go outside of this contraption |
| [01:20.71] | No more action |
| [01:21.45] | Accidents infractions |
| [01:22.46] | Doesn' t match up? |
| [01:23.00] | Oh |
| [01:23.27] | Hey, I thought it would be easy! |
| [01:24.47] | You better forget her |
| [01:25.10] | She couldn' t die without reason |
| [01:25.70] | Go get an umbrella |
| [01:26.61] | ' Cause it be raining hella' treason |
| [01:27.44] | She' deader than dead |
| [01:28.41] | But ppppppplease don' t go |
| [01:30.00] | We lost the race it' s benign |
| [01:34.69] | To walk the borderline of pain |
| [01:38.04] | As the artist paints the dream |
| [01:41.07] | No safety belts tonight |
| [01:44.02] | For it' s time to start the show! |
| [01:47.82] | I' m running away from this quiet |
| [01:55.60] | These rotten parts stink better every day |
| [01:59.32] | Every single person has a story they' re not telling |
| [02:02.56] | La la lala la! |
| [02:04.31] | Guess it while you can |
| [02:05.79] | ' Cause all the girls around my block |
| [02:07.47] | Are soon to lose their heads! |
| [02:10.12] | We lost the race it' s benign |
| [02:15.20] | To walk the borderline of pain |
| [02:18.27] | As the artist paints the dream |
| [02:21.25] | No safety belts tonight |
| [02:23.89] | For it' s time to start the show! |
| [02:27.81] | I' m running away from this quiet |
| [03:00.72] | They think I' m crazy? |
| [03:02.80] | We' ll prove them right, my friends |
| [03:05.80] | We' ll break their bones |
| [03:07.96] | And cut their throats |
| [03:09.47] | Shove them under the bed |
| [03:12.62] | You think I' m stupid? |
| [03:15.51] | Let' s show what' s in our head... |
| [03:19.24] | I' ll break your bones |
| [03:20.89] | Cut your throat |
| [03:22.38] | Shove you under my bed! |
| [03:25.68] | We lost the race it' s benign |
| [03:31.29] | To walk the borderline of pain |
| [03:34.47] | As the artist paints the dream |
| [03:37.75] | No safety belts tonight |
| [03:40.65] | For it' s time to start the show! |
| [03:44.26] | I' m running away from this quiet |
| [03:51.49] | Red light red light |
| [03:53.26] | I' m a poor boy! |
| [03:54.51] | Red light red light |
| [03:56.58] | This is heresy, heresy |
| [03:59.41] | Heresy, heresy |
| [04:09.43] | Red light red light |
| [04:20.46] | I' d like to imagine it more as a sunrise in Paris |
| [04:22.88] | But the rivers keep flowing with a red color |
| [04:26.24] | I suppose it' s just the way things go |