Текст песни The Color Senses - Outburst

I'm stuck between black and white
With not even an option of Grey
Walking down the line I realize
Something's missing, oh hey.
There you are (Watching)
Psychedelic tree (you're coming)
There you are (Watching)
Psychedelic tree (you're coming)

There's no way you can color it
Your intentions are too pure
I'm going onto you I swallow it
The color senses, the color senses.

Here we are take a look around
Running, spinning in circles
"Come, little Grey" you shout.
Trusting that smile is a perversion.

There's no way you can color it
Your intentions are too pure
I'm going onto you I swallow it
The color senses, the color senses.

There's no way you can color it
Your intentions are too pure
I'm going onto you I swallow it
The color senses, the color senses.

There's no way you can color it
Your intentions are too pure
I'm going onto you I swallow it
The color senses, the color senses.

There's no way you can color it
Your intentions are too pure
I'm going onto you I swallow it
The color senses, the color senses.