God painted the sky this morning.
Red sky, sailors take warning.
As a pirate, this is an ill omen:
Red sky and flags, like a woman
Far too beautiful to be real;
Fake as the love you claimed to feel.
God painted the sky this morning.
Red sky, sailors take warning.
As a pirate, this is an ill omen:
Red sky and flags, like a woman
Far too beautiful to be real;
Fake as the love you claimed to feel.