Turning Red

Lyrics
[Intro: Reece] All my friends are turning red again 'Cause I'm a bloody mess Dressed in my Sunday best All my friends are turning red again [Spoken Interlude: Reece] Forgot the lyrics Blake [Verse 1: Reece] I try to help myself but I can't lie, I'm not fine Since you compromise my nights How can I look another way? You're just my type Oh, I've tried, and I've tried every single line [Pre-Chorus: Reece] Ooh, pluck up the courage to ask But you wouldn't give me a chance You say there's no romance now [Chorus: Reece] All my friends are turning red again 'Cause I'm a stupid mess, dressed in my Sunday best All my friends are turning red again I wish we'd never met, I'm praying you'll forget [Post-Chorus: Reece] All my friends don't like it when I make a fool of myself They don't give me no help All my friends don't like it when I make a fool of myself They don't give me no help [Verse 2: Reece] I'm getting pretty used to walking home (Home) Alone Tell me how to crack your code 'Cause I've used up every combination, and then some I never meet your expectations (Expectations) [Pre-Chorus: Reece] Ooh, pluck up the courage to ask But you wouldn't give me a chance You say there's no romance now [Chorus: Reece] All my friends are turning red again 'Cause I'm a stupid mess, dressed in my Sunday best All my friends are turning red again I wish we'd never met, I'm praying you'll forget [Post-Chorus: Reece] All my friends don't like it when I make a fool of myself They don't give me no help All my friends don't like it when I make a fool of myself They don't give me no help [Bridge: Reece] La, la-la-la-la, la, la-la La-la, la-la La, la-la-la-la, la, la-la La-la, la-la [Chorus: Reece] All my friends are turning red again 'Cause I'm a stupid mess, dressed in my Sunday best All my friends are turning red again 'Cause I'm a stupid mess, dressed in my sunday best All my friends are turning red again I wish we'd never met, I'm praying you'll forget [Post-Chorus: Reece] All my friends don't like it when I make a fool of myself They don't give me no help All my friends don't like it when I make a fool of myself They don't give me no help
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Credits
- Writers
- George Smith
- Blake Richardson
- Reece Bibby