Contempt - Frits Wentink, Loes Jongerling

Red yellow and blue,

Oh what am I to do with you,

Please find these sad eyes and tell me,

Truly look at me and see,

Then we are no more,

That we are not likley for,

Stop trying to hold on,

The end has begun,

I’m going I’m going I’m going,

I’m gone

All we had was distance,

All we are is dissapearing minds,

All we do,

All we do,

All we do is destractions,

I can be this way and have the words to say why,

So,

Goodbye,

(Verse sung x2)