Why'd I close
In spite of all those
Colours
Lose someone
The type of empty
Lover
I lie
To try
To be
Your type
I have faught
About the law
Of colours
And I thought
I saw the flaw
In others
But I
Deny
The minds
Weak side
And I dream
That I mean
What I see
To feel you
To know who
I need
Oh, lonely me
Oh lonely me
And it seems
That love is
Sickening
Your emptying
Your emptying
Your emptying
Your emptying