Songtexte Scrub - Fyrce Muons

Crave a lot to follow what you see
Shake a bag go falling down to me
Can you see I'm going to insane
Realize the numbers haven't faded
Painting all the colors that you see
Running from the colors that you be

Is it a silver fish floating on a golden river
Isn't it a sepia face living as a haunted image
Holding down a summer's angel
Breaking up a simple pattern
Squares and circles float again swimming on a languid ocean

Rage will scrub the flotsam all away
Sinner's contraception from the day
Teach the ones who know that I am free
Hear those voices calling out to me
Why don't you accept me falling down
Why must all the matter now be found