the colors have built up in my mind
they`re bleeding through my heart
and nobody knows that they exist
look at my bursted veins
now do you see the red in me
it`s a sign for the end
only the end of the red
will show you my blue side
i`ve been given my brush and plate
but where will i paint my life
and will the buyer in the sky
believe in what i dream
and it`s so hard for me to explain
what i will miss
to myself
