Sadistik, Childactor - Orange lyrics
[Sadistik, Childactor - Orange lyrics]
There's orange and yellow on the paintbrush
It's sort of mellow, but the same rush
I taste the ocean on my taste buds
But, I can make a poem with the same tongue
O range all around, Cobain stompin' ground
No rain's fallen down
Old flames all 'a drown
I'm allowed a few low day fallin' outs
Mourning a man that my gold chain honors now
Mellow Yello’s got the blues
I'm green with all this envy
Cause this fellow got marooned
I've read all the white lies
Left in the twilight
Purrs-pulled from kitties who bellow
At the moon so I choose
To keep a tangerine with the tambourine
Apathy is absentee ballot when
I crack a cheese
Smile, there's no masterpiece styled
In an afternoon
I have to use the Stanley Kub
There's no Full Metal Jacket
It's quite right enough to hide
My own kettle's blackness
A low level blacksmith
So orange it’s clockwork
And there's no choice but onward
Yeah, he said whatever takes the weight off
Raindrops drive you crazy if they
Hit the same spot so I go opposite of still
When I'm feeling blue until the
Opposites reveal that I'm orange
All of it is a dream
I make it up, but it’s real
All of it is a dream want you to see
I want to believe all of it is a dream
I make it up, but it’s real
All of it is a dream
I want you to see, I want to believe
I wanna believe
There's orange and yellow in my eyelids
It's sort of mellow, but I like it
So bright and vibrant I might go blind
If I don't adjust to my climate
Mount Olympus, I'll climb it
No Sisyphus exists in my mindset
Mind set to detonate if
I step incorrect, expressin' my violets
Purple Haze and some Kurt Cobain
Got me doing flips like it's Cirque Soleil
Slow-motion at a turtle's pace
I'm so Punxsutawney Phil when I'm
Still in a recurrin' state
And each day is the same as the last one
Fatal attraction, waves to a captain
O range turned grey from my atoms
And threw it to the skies above
April showers
It's sort of mellow, but the same rush
I taste the ocean on my taste buds
But, I can make a poem with the same tongue
O range all around, Cobain stompin' ground
No rain's fallen down
Old flames all 'a drown
I'm allowed a few low day fallin' outs
Mourning a man that my gold chain honors now
Mellow Yello’s got the blues
I'm green with all this envy
Cause this fellow got marooned
I've read all the white lies
Left in the twilight
Purrs-pulled from kitties who bellow
At the moon so I choose
To keep a tangerine with the tambourine
Apathy is absentee ballot when
I crack a cheese
Smile, there's no masterpiece styled
In an afternoon
I have to use the Stanley Kub
There's no Full Metal Jacket
It's quite right enough to hide
My own kettle's blackness
A low level blacksmith
So orange it’s clockwork
And there's no choice but onward
Yeah, he said whatever takes the weight off
Raindrops drive you crazy if they
Hit the same spot so I go opposite of still
When I'm feeling blue until the
Opposites reveal that I'm orange
All of it is a dream
I make it up, but it’s real
All of it is a dream want you to see
I want to believe all of it is a dream
I make it up, but it’s real
All of it is a dream
I want you to see, I want to believe
I wanna believe
There's orange and yellow in my eyelids
It's sort of mellow, but I like it
So bright and vibrant I might go blind
If I don't adjust to my climate
Mount Olympus, I'll climb it
No Sisyphus exists in my mindset
Mind set to detonate if
I step incorrect, expressin' my violets
Purple Haze and some Kurt Cobain
Got me doing flips like it's Cirque Soleil
Slow-motion at a turtle's pace
I'm so Punxsutawney Phil when I'm
Still in a recurrin' state
And each day is the same as the last one
Fatal attraction, waves to a captain
O range turned grey from my atoms
And threw it to the skies above
April showers