all the colors we aim for float through my head but we can't remember them, feels like
fighting downtown traffic on a friday night what made us feel up to this? "don't know" she said to me
dip my hands in the snowfall sink deep and cold my hope was met with a slight of hand
i'd expected a collage of colors not white and grey the seasons don't hesitate to rush us, past the day
barely covered in wet clothes our eyes go blank, no time to refresh
chorus. the train woke us up that night rumbling by. never stopped, never kind we fight them on the ride, we fight them inside your heavy head so full of pride
without the proper eyes, we fly right by in 10 years time, colorblind we can fight them on the ride, we fight them inside your heavy head so full of prideTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
