Crying for the past is something we've all done. Lying to ourselves is a way for us to run. We must die to ourselves to pull through. (Chorus): Watch as the sun bleeds red. It's far too real. Emotion's dead. The sun bleeds red. Dying to ourselves is something that we must do. We must die to ourselves to pull through. (Chorus) The sun bleeds red. It bleeds red, it bleeds red, it bleeds (Chorus, x2)