Free to Live in Colour Songtext
von Pixey

I know that you′re mundane and I can't be bothered
It′s just another day of English Americana
And I pop that empty haze always on the harbor
I think of all the days, stories of mother and father

It's a never-ending wave, a sick kind of marker
People are the same and to be myself is harder
And I feel it in the fame I put on my armor
I'll play a little game if I get a little, if I get a little smarter

My life is grey and it stays all the same, we live in colour
Out on the gutter, as we outrun each other, I live in colour
Free to live in colour

I′m running someday and all it gets is harder
I try to break away but the system thinks it′s smarter
And I know it's not a phase, I′ll make myself a martyr
And in the human praise, don't change all the things you started


So I sink below the waves, it′s all I've ever wanted
I know we make mistakes but duelin′ like that is hardest
It's all the people stay the same and people say you're haunted
And I feel it in the fame, blame, game, and maybe play your game
And make me sure that

My life is grey and it stays all the same, we live in colour
Out on the gutter, as we outrun each other, I live in colour
Free to live in colour
Free to live in colour, oh
(Free to live in colour)
Free to live in colour

All life is grey and it stays all the same, we live in colour
Out on the gutter, as we outrun each other, I live in colour
Free to live in colour

I know that you′re mundane and I can′t be bothered
It's just another day of English Americana (free to live in colour)
And I pop that empty haze always on the harbor
I think of all the days, stories of mother and father (free to live in colour)

I know that you′re mundane and I can't be bothered
It′s just another day of English Americana