French Dip – A New January – letras

This room’s so full of vibrantContaminating mixesOf the world’s most preciousAnd sought-afterColors for the few who endureThis bleached out bubble bathSometimes you make me laughOr maybe it’s the factYou weren’t born with what you wantBy the way you looked just fineThe way you wereBefore you burned your headAre mine perverted thoughtsOf hate, and lust, and sexThe ends don’t look the sameAs when they’re soaking wetCan’t you feel itBurning deep inside?Can’t you seeThe damage that it’s done?So deepYou can hardly feelThe roots can’t hold in nowLike they once couldSo now it all falls out