Just an outline made of skin
And my walls are paper thin
I wanna let you color me in
Feel like im drowing from the sound
Feel all the silence all around
My thoughts about going down
I’m turning inside out
This time I finally need a light, a light
Tired of seeing in black and white, white
Having flashes in my mind
Can’t take the ticking of time
The time that’s passing by
This time I finally need a light, a light
Tired of seeing in black and white, white
Having flashes in my mind
Can’t take the ticking of time
The time that’s passing by
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