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Colors in the static
come call my clouds all crazy
where are my glowing hues
why are the birds so lazy
do they sing only truth
I bought a pencil broken
ain't think this story'd last
I mean one day I'll finish
but I'll be only half
come darkness amaze me
I crave thee which splays me
displays and then drains me all spread
on hooks
in the attic
I just wanna see
the colors in the static
I turn my eye to outer
the sky all black or gray
feel like a star out of water
please throw me back away
I never meant to be here
but I guess I'm meant to be
this life ain't black or white
these colors come from me
light pretend you love me
I might pretend I'm loving
deep end going in
submerge suspend unplug me
so you can see how
deep I am
and call me addict
I just want to see
the colors in the static
where are my glowing hues
why are the birds so lazy
do they sing only truth
I bought a pencil broken
ain't think this story'd last
I mean one day I'll finish
but I'll be only half
come darkness amaze me
I crave thee which splays me
displays and then drains me all spread
on hooks
in the attic
I just wanna see
the colors in the static
I turn my eye to outer
the sky all black or gray
feel like a star out of water
please throw me back away
I never meant to be here
but I guess I'm meant to be
this life ain't black or white
these colors come from me
light pretend you love me
I might pretend I'm loving
deep end going in
submerge suspend unplug me
so you can see how
deep I am
and call me addict
I just want to see
the colors in the static
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