You’re dripping like a saturated sunrise You’re spilling like an overflowing sink You’re ripped at every edge but you’re a masterpiece And now you’re tearing through the pages and the ink
Everything is blue His pills, his hands, his jeans And now I’m covered in the colors Pulled 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
Markson Moodboard by @dimsummandu Lyrics: Colors by Halsey