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