Colors - Michael Blume

It’s not what I expected

It’s not what I intended

It’s not the message I’ve been sending

No no

All of the colors, bleeding from my head

All of the colors, paint a picture in my head

Falling apart, but it’s perfectly perfect

Like they said, nothings perfect

But this pictures perfect

Everything was worth it in the end

You set it straight, I turned it

But the glass gets dirty, around 11: 30

I hit send

The prophet told me everything

She came into my dreams

She said Michael, baby

You must leave

Yeah

All of the colors, bleeding from my head

All of the colors, paint a picture in my head

It’s Falling apart, but it’s perfectly perfect

Like they say, nothings perfect

But this pictures perfect

Everything was worth it in the end

You set it straight, I turned it

But the glass gets dirty, around 11: 30

I hit send

Aye yeah, Aye Aye yeah

Aye yeah, Aye Aye yeah

Aye

Aye yeah, Aye Aye yeah

Aye yeah, Aye Aye yeah

Aye

Aye yeah, Aye Aye yeah

Aye yeah, Aye Aye yeah

Aye

Aye yeah, Aye Aye yeah

Aye yeah, Aye Aye yeah

Aye

Aye yeah, Aye Aye yeah

Aye yeah, Aye Aye yeah

Aye

Aye yeah, Aye Aye yeah

Aye yeah, Aye Aye yeah

Aye

Like they say, nothings perfect

But this pictures perfect

Everything was worth it in the end

You set it straight, I turned it

But the glass gets dirty, around 11: 30

I hit send

Aye yeah, Aye Aye yeah

Aye yeah, Aye Aye yeah

Aye

Aye yeah, Aye Aye yeah

Aye yeah, Aye Aye yeah

Aye

Ohh, Ohh

Oh, Ooh

Ohh, Ohh, Ooh, Ooh