red tide lyrics – foxboro hot tubs

mary’s in her hour of darkness.
everything she feels is hopeless.
disconnected from the dancehall.
tripping on her heart of purple.

is this p*ssion or…
or your red tide?

faces of her bleak expression.
taking on her town’s impression.
tis’ the season’s witching hour.
as the summer loses power.

is this p*ssion or…
or your red tide?

mary’s breaking your kiss goodnight.
this is where her heart will not die.

is this p*ssion or…
or your red tide?
or your red tide?
or your red tide?

/ foxboro hot tubs lyrics