RED
Hamzaa Lyrics


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If the line ever seemed like it was too long to get to me
I was dealing with everyone else first but me
If you ever felt like I was going off the rails
Why didn't you hold on to me?
I know it's not easy

Complications turn to hate
And suicidal thoughts, they rain in
And the color of my pain is red
Complications turn to hate
And suicidal thoughts, they rain in
And the color of my pain is red
But I'm making my way back to love
Loving me
But I'm making my way back to love, to love
Loving me

Sometimes as people, we get caught up in lost affairs
And we don't want to face our fears, for the fear of losing
And the one close to you, we never seem to hear
But they have to loudest cries in the silence they share

Complications turn to hate
And suicidal thoughts, they rain in
And the color of my pain is red
Complications turn to hate
And suicidal thoughts, they rain in
And the color of my pain is red
But I'm making my way back to, back to love
Love, loving me
But I'm making my way back to love
Loving me





Loving me, yeah, yeah
But I made my way back to loving myself

Overall Meaning

Hamzaa's song Red is a vulnerable and introspective track that explores the complexities of our emotional struggles. The first verse of the song talks about how sometimes we let everyone else's problems take priority over our own, and it can be difficult for others to understand what we're going through. The line "If you ever felt like I was going off the rails, why didn't you hold on to me?" suggests a sense of abandonment and feeling alone in one's struggles. The chorus centers around the idea of pain being the color red, a potent metaphor for the intensity and rawness of emotional turmoil. The repetition of "complications turn to hate and suicidal thoughts" drives the message home that these feelings can be consuming and overwhelming. The second verse shifts to a more collective experience, suggesting that we often don't listen to the people closest to us who are also struggling. The final lines of the song signal a message of hope and self-love as Hamzaa sings, "But I'm making my way back to loving myself," signifying a shift from despair to empowerment.


Overall, Red is a poignant track that delves into the depths of human emotion and takes the listener on a journey through the highs and lows of the human experience.


Line by Line Meaning

If the line ever seemed like it was too long to get to me
I was too busy and overwhelmed to deal with other people's needs.


I was dealing with everyone else first but me
I prioritized the needs of others before my own.


If you ever felt like I was going off the rails
If you ever thought I was losing control or acting erratically


Why didn't you hold on to me?
Why didn't you support me when I was struggling?


I know it's not easy
I understand that supporting someone who is struggling is difficult.


Complications turn to hate
Difficult situations can turn into negative emotions.


And suicidal thoughts, they rain in
I experience thoughts of suicide that feel overwhelming and out of my control.


And the color of my pain is red
My pain is intense and feels like a deep, red color.


But I'm making my way back to love
I am learning to love myself and recover from my struggles.


Loving me
I am choosing to prioritize my own well-being and love myself.


Sometimes as people, we get caught up in lost affairs
Sometimes we become preoccupied with situations that are beyond our control and end up feeling lost.


And we don't want to face our fears, for the fear of losing
We avoid confronting our fears because of the fear that it will lead to loss or pain.


And the one close to you, we never seem to hear
We often fail to listen to the cries for help from those closest to us.


But they have to loudest cries in the silence they share
Their inner turmoil may be hidden, but it can be overwhelming and urgent.


But I made my way back to loving myself
I found my way back to prioritizing self-love and healing.




Writer(s): Cassandra-malika Pesa Namiba Hamza

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[Verse 1]
If the line ever seemed like it was too long to get to me
I was dealing with everyone else first but me
If you ever felt like I was going off the rails
Why didn't you hold on to me?
I know it's not easy

[Chorus]
Complications turn to hate
And suicidal thoughts, they rain in
And the color of my pain is red
Complications turn to hate
And suicidal thoughts, they rain in
And the color of my pain is red
But I'm making my way back to love
Loving me
But I'm making my way back to love, to love
Loving me

[Verse 2]
Sometimes as people, we get caught up in lost affairs
And we don't want to face our fears, for the fear of losing
And the one close to you, we never seem to hear
But they have to loudest cries in the silence they share

[Chorus]
Complications turn to hate
And suicidal thoughts, they rain in
And the color of my pain is red
Complications turn to hate
And suicidal thoughts, they rain in
And the color of my pain is red
But I'm making my way back to, back to love
Love, loving me
But I'm making my way back to love
Loving me



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