Colors - Cris Cab, Mike Posner

She keeps it on the top shelf

All of her makeup and disguises, what they’re seeing

Not too confident with herself

She can’t take it, always had a funny feeling

Nobody wants to fall apart, she tries to be somebody

They said she could never be

To find out what’s inside her heart

She’s still searching for identity

Yesterday’s come and gone

Your actions always follow you

Don’t matter what you’ve done

They see your colors shining true

They see your colors shining true

They see your colors shining true

There’s nothing on the top floor

Black car, yellow diamonds, triple beaming

Keeps the purple in the Swisher, Swisher

They say they love his brown eyes, they don’t mean it

Go rogue cause he thought it was cool

Yellow Tail, no?

for a party of two

They say he’s on them red pills and it’s probably true

But it’s fucked, all that green never got him as blue

Every single day you’ve got to find your way

The sun is setting but at least you stood your ground today

And when the pressure’s on, and all your friends are gone

Oh, look at you shine

Life moves quickly, sometimes you lose track

By the time you turn 50, you don’t wanna look back

Everybody get with me, Miami’s where I’m at

Let me see you throw your hands in the sky