stop talking like you understand i'm tired of swimming toward your dreams i can hear my heart stop beating drowning in my own feelings a shattered mind lost in sand catastrophe appears on my screens
but i'm no God no one in particular the most ordinary thing full of aspirations imaginations and colors
i'm not going back to the corner i'm gonna run farther i'm gonna make it better
the fire ignites the ocean send its waves raw emotion spilled into motion it's not broken it's golden
why should i listen to others when i own the colors it's not only a caption it's satisfaction
all the beautiful colors took a long time to show i do not fear it i do not hate it