If your wondering why
I've not been speaking my mind, sir
It took so long since I could call this my home
My shapes of confusion, beholds a frustration
And there's nothing worse than being home on your own
You can colour my life
Until it fits with your own
You can colour my life
Until it fits with your own
I've been wondering why
You've not been speaking your mind, son
I've cut my life, and I'll make no moulds
My shapes of confusion, beholds a frustration
You can colour my life, until it fits with your own
You can colour my life
Until it fits with your own
You can colour my life
Until it fits with your own
You can colour my life
You can colour my life
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