Colours.

Chemicals in that medical Never knew I should've left for you Guess its cool I need get it through Guess I caught you in an awful mood Not my fault I didn't talk it through All just messed up, its all just news We lay straight down with twisted views Rapid eye talked our silent truth Rather bang 2 heads with the skulls in the pan Rather bang 2 heads with the mighty dam Might be he saw that a' slight of hand Then knocked his jaw silly with a fist full of can Head face first hear the concrete slam Out came is blood like a broken dam Drunk old hitting to a bootleg jam Left my dreams in box made of sand All I see are these colours We walk with distant others But really what is it all to me Someone help me I'm drowning And these places all surrounding But you where never looking to me All I see are these colours We walk with distant others But really what is it all to me Someone help me I'm drowning And these places all surrounding But you where never looking to me