Ordinary Colours - Nadeah

Hear me out before you walk out

Don’t be who you are, don’t be proud

Frowning angel, you’re not listening

Only reaching for the next thing

How can we be here again I’m sorry

I thought that you’d want more than these ordinary

Stand before you, fall to pieces

Tell you what I think, it’s useless

I see nothing, only darkness

Lying through your teeth, the clock ticks

How can we be here in

Spite of all these tears

I cry, diluting ordinary colours

Colours, colours

Tie you over, drag me under

I see nothing of who you were

Skeletons and paper armour

Wake me up when this is over

How can we be here again I’m sorry

I thought that you’d want more than these ordinary

Thought that you were out of it forever

This time your God’s become these ordinary colours

Colours, colours