كلمات Colors

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, nothing's perfect But this picture's 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 flee Yeah 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, nothing's perfect But this picture's 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 said, nothing's perfect But this picture's 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