I need coffee thick like la brea tar
And everyday I dream of far away but here I’ll stay
In endless dreams of permanence
Misty mornings just don’t make sense to me anymore
Who’s keeping score?
Is it all a dream is it all a lie?
Living in hope but im ready to die
Is it all a dream is it all a lie
I can’t help but wonder why
There’s no colours anymore
When I walk out of my door
See I’ve been living on the floor
Tired of living tired and bored
And what’s the point of it anyway
Now that the colour fade away
My bright whites have all turned grey
And I’m living day to day
Hand to mouth and palm to face
My coffee sits just collecting dust
And I don’t wanna think but needs must so anyway
In endless dreams of permanence
Misty mornings just don’t make sense to me anymore
Who’s keeping score?
Is it all a dream is it all a lie?
Living in hope but im ready to die
Is it all a dream is it all a lie
I can’t help but wonder why
There’s no colours anymore
When I walk out of my door
See I’ve been living on the floor
Tired of living tired and bored
And what’s the point of it anyway
Now that the colour fade away
My bright whites have all turned grey
And I’m living day to day
Hand to mouth and palm to face
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