Colors - Walter Coppola

Written by：Hasley/Dylan Bauld

Your little brother never tells you

But he loves you so

You said your mother

Only smiled on her T V show

You're only happy when I'm sorry

Head is filled with dope

I'll hope you make it to the day y

Ou're 28 years old

You're drippin' like a saturated sunrise

You're spilling like an overflowin' sink

You're ripped at every edge

But you're a masterpiece

And now you're tearin' through the pages

And the ink

Everything is blue

His pills

His hands his jeans

And now I'm covered in the colors

Pull apart at the seams

And it's blue huu

And it's blue huu

Everything is grey

His hair his smoke his dreams

And now he's so devoid of color

He don't know what it means

And he's blue huu

And he's blue huu

You were a vision in the morning

When the light came through

I know I've only felt religion

When I've lied with you

He said you'll never be forgiven

'Til your boys are too

And I'm still waking every morning

But it's not with you

You're drippin' like a saturated sunrise

You're spilling like an overflowin' sink

You're ripped at every edge

But you're a masterpiece

And now you're tearin' through the pages

And the ink

Everything is blue

His pills his hands his jeans

And now I'm covered in the colors

Pull apart at the seams

And it's blue huu

And it's blue huu

Everything is grey

His hair his smoke his dreams

And now he's so devoid of color

He don't know what it means

And he's blue huu

And he's blue huu

Humm

Everything is blue

Everything is blue

His pills his hands his jeans

And now I'm covered with the colors

Pull apart at the seams

And it's blue huu

And it's blue huu

Everything is blue