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Colors/// Halsey

You said your mother only smiled on her TV show
You're only happy when your sorry head is filled with dope
I'll hope you make it to the day you're 28 years old
You're drippin' like a saturated sunriseYou'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 blueHis pills, his hands, his jeans
And now I'm covered in the colors
Pull apart at the seams
And it's blue, And it's blue

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

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 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
But you touched me, and suddenly I was a lilac sky
Then you decided purple just wasn't for you
His pills, his hands, his jeans
And now I'm covered in the colors
Pull apart at the seams
And it's blue
And it's blue
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
And he's blue
Everything is blue
Gasoline/// Halsey

Are you insane like me? Been in pain like me?
Bought a hundred dollar bottle of champagne like me?
Just to pour that motherfucker down the drain like me?
Would you use your water bill to dry the stain like me?
Are you high enough without the Mary Jane like me?
Do the people whisper 'bout you on the train like me?
Saying that you shouldn't waste your pretty face like me?
"You can't wake up, this is not a dream,
You're part of a machine, you are not a human being,
With your face all made up, living on a screen,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
I think there's a flaw in my code
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
These voices won't leave me alone,
Well my heart is gold, and my hands are cold,
Lighting matches just to swallow up the flame like me?
Do you call yourself a fucking hurricane like me?
Pointing fingers cause you'll never take the blame like me?
And all the people say,
"You can't wake up, this is not a dream,
You're part of a machine, you are not a human being,
Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline."
I think there's a flaw in my code,
Oh, oh, oh, oh,
These voices won't leave me alone,
Well my heart is gold, and my hands are cold.









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