Birth.Struggle.Death by Bleed Into One

You Color It Red

by Bleed Into One· from Birth.Struggle.Death

you color it red when you buy what they sell change for the better is out of sight look outside my window i feel like an old fat man stuck in a wheelchair powerless over my surroundings over the past 50 years they are still beliefs that are spread like cancer day by day year by year i´m so fucking lost and i don´t want to be found my philosophical outlook changes as i grow and i see the tables turning for the worse i see nothing ever improves... looking outside my window i see nothing ever improves fire drops from the sky as all my brothers die peace and compromise can´t be found still in 2005 the wars are out of sight out of mind i´m so fucking lost and i don´t want to be found my philosophical outlook changes as i grow burn! burn! burn it down!