I've been walking slow
2 years I've been low
Red and Velvet Dreams
Lilac colored streams

Noted down for years
Blinded by my fears
You've said that I look so cold
I guess that I'm growing old

Touching feels so gray
Get out the fucking way
Painful kind of love
A game of push and shove

Noted down for years
Karmas on my ears
Blinded by my fears
You've said that I look so cold
I guess that I'm growing old