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Artificial red
Smoke, poison consumed
In the house of ill repute
Is this the way I spend my days
In recovery of a fatal disease?
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
On a cloud of pink has turned to grey
And I'm alone again
Yeah
Someone to hold against my own
Alone, untouched is what I crave
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Artificial red
Smoke, poison consumed
In the house of ill repute
Is this the place I search for love
When my need is within me, a gift from above?
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
Ooh ooh
WRITERS
Barrett Martin, John Saunders, Layne Staley, Mike McCready
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Lyrics © Songtrust Ave
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