Carnival Song - Midas Fall

Paint your colours over my old life

Your blue inks brave now

Your blue ink says «I'm alive… now won’t you try»

Hear my good advice

You’re built this way and you’ll never change

Hide your conscience under your disguise

You’re too high to function

You’re too blue to paint over eyes

Just mine

Twist my arms round tight

At midnight we fight and secretly smile

The cost of my desire

It’s always too much, then never enough

Pull my arms round

Pull my arms round tight