Letra

I know that you're mundane and I can't be bothered It's just another day of English Americana And I pop that empty haze always on the harbor I think of all the days, stories of mother and father It's a never-ending wave, a sick kind of marker People are the same and to be myself is harder And I feel it in the fame I put on my armor I'll play a little game if I get a little, if I get a little smarter My life is grey and it stays all the same, we live in colour Out on the gutter, as we outrun each other, I live in colour Free to live in colour I'm running someday and all it gets is harder I try to break away but the system thinks it's smarter And I know it's not a phase, I'll make myself a martyr And in the human praise, don't change all the things you started So I sink below the waves, it's all I've ever wanted I know we make mistakes but duelin' like that is hardest It's all the people stay the same and people say you're haunted And I feel it in the fame, blame, game, and maybe play your game And make me sure that My life is grey and it stays all the same, we live in colour Out on the gutter, as we outrun each other, I live in colour Free to live in colour Free to live in colour, oh (Free to live in colour) Free to live in colour All life is grey and it stays all the same, we live in colour Out on the gutter, as we outrun each other, I live in colour Free to live in colour I know that you're mundane and I can't be bothered It's just another day of English Americana (free to live in colour) And I pop that empty haze always on the harbor I think of all the days, stories of mother and father (free to live in colour) I know that you're mundane and I can't be bothered It's just another day of English Americana
Writer(s): Elizabeth Hillesden Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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