Letras
I've been walking slow
Two years, I've been low
Red and velvet dreams
Lilac coloured streams
Noted down for years
Blinded by my fears
You said that I was so cold
I guess that I'm growing old
Touching feels so grey
Get out the fucking way
Painful kind of love
A game of push and shove
Noted down for years
Colours on my ears
Blinded by my fears
You've said that I look so cold
I guess that I'm growing old