True Colors
An emotional feeling from a person of loneliness...
You
Feel like
Making
Life hell
And you
Try to
Live life
By yourself
No one understands
You would normally tell yourself
Life needs the knife
To cut in justice and peace
Get out of here
If you’re not here to help
Run far away
From your pain
Show me everything you need of me
And let me see
True colors
Red makes the blood fall down
Green is the envy of love
Blue turns my lips when I drown
And Black is the things they wear
I may be trembling
But life has thrown me a bone
To understand what I’m doing
Life just
Turned cold
Get out of here
If you’re not here to help
Run far away
From your pain
Show me everything you need of me
And let me see
True colors
Hacking away the depression
Opening the veins of life
Is the purpose of my existence
Too much to take
Throw away the tears
And emotions we suffer
Hoping no one will find us
Showing the true colors
We bury deep inside
Get away
You’re not here to help me
Run, run, run far away
From me and the pain
Get out of here
If you’re not here to help
Run far away
From your pain
Show me everything you need of me
And let me see
True colors
The black is the walls that surround me
And the tears that fall they are red
Not anyone can understand me
So I appear to be dead.
Feel like
Making
Life hell
And you
Try to
Live life
By yourself
No one understands
You would normally tell yourself
Life needs the knife
To cut in justice and peace
Get out of here
If you’re not here to help
Run far away
From your pain
Show me everything you need of me
And let me see
True colors
Red makes the blood fall down
Green is the envy of love
Blue turns my lips when I drown
And Black is the things they wear
I may be trembling
But life has thrown me a bone
To understand what I’m doing
Life just
Turned cold
Get out of here
If you’re not here to help
Run far away
From your pain
Show me everything you need of me
And let me see
True colors
Hacking away the depression
Opening the veins of life
Is the purpose of my existence
Too much to take
Throw away the tears
And emotions we suffer
Hoping no one will find us
Showing the true colors
We bury deep inside
Get away
You’re not here to help me
Run, run, run far away
From me and the pain
Get out of here
If you’re not here to help
Run far away
From your pain
Show me everything you need of me
And let me see
True colors
The black is the walls that surround me
And the tears that fall they are red
Not anyone can understand me
So I appear to be dead.
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