Morrigan Wilde – Little Red (Cover)
Автор: Morrigan Wilde
Загружено: 2025-09-20
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💔 Little Red gets stripped down in this intimate acoustic performance. No roaring amps, no pounding drums—just Morrigan, her guitar, and every scar in her voice. Soft, raw, and deeply personal, this is a private session where every note and lyric bleeds truth.
This isn’t a cover band arrangement. It’s Morrigan telling her story, face-to-face with the shadows of the past.
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• "Little Red" by Morrigan Wilde
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Little Red
I was running from the ashes, left the past in flames,
Met a man with hungry eyes, said he’d keep me safe.
He dressed me up in velvet, said I’d never starve,
But fairy tales are twisted when the wolf’s in charge.
I ain’t your prey, I ain’t your lamb,
I’m the hunter with a gun in my hand.
You laid me out cold, thought the story was done,
Two in the chest — just like Daddy taught me, you’re gone.
He whispered love like poison, held me when I cried,
But every kiss was loaded with a darker lie.
The wolves kept on circling, I did what they said,
Till his fists wrote the ending, left me bleeding red.
I ain’t your prey, I ain’t your lamb,
I’m the hunter with a gun in my hand.
You laid me out cold, thought the story was done,
Two in the chest — just like Daddy taught me, you’re gone.
The forest has no mercy, the stories never tell,
That Little Red went hunting, sent the wolf to hell.
No fairy godmothers, no angels at my side,
Just a pistol in my pocket and no more need to hide.
I ain’t your prey, I ain’t your lamb,
I’m the hunter with a gun in my hand.
You laid me out cold, thought the story was done,
Two in the chest — just like Daddy taught me, you’re gone.
They called me Little Red,
But I was never one to run.
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