switchblade; the voice as we now bare our fangs frozen; the disinterest towards our hearts fallin’, deep into a black vortex I wish I could close the lid on it We clash, we are pushed aside ‘for the sake of others’, what a sham They have long settled deep within my heart, those unwavering eyes of yours, turning my reason into something beyond repair The sad party of hopefuls, who wore the same colour, vanishes into the future I’ll crush the green sprouts for there is not enough of the colour of lies fallin’, deep into a black vortex I don’t intend to die in loneliness nor in a lovers suicide If I can be with you on the other side… I don’t wish to hate the world What are you listening to, what do you read, what do you intend to explain? When your sprouts’ flowers start to peek out, can I still be by your side? My messed up head is proof that I’ve been chasing you treat myself Hit this dulled colour with the light! I’m over thinking… I’m probably… and making distance with you (Disappearing) Saying it’s fine even if I become messed up, there’s just no excuse Please, world, forgive this heart of mine that can’t find a solution without you in it People can love who they love Now, we too I wish this could become a place where it could be called being greedy and it couldn’t be helped Tomorrow, and the days ahead will light the colours and bloom into a rainbow
