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letra de rose-colored boy - dark side poet

verse 1:
sitting here in front of these lights burning bright
cameras all rolling like i’m about to die
like a live execution; teleprompters showing my final words
but they all want me to smile like i’ve been through worse
all want me to be happy, optimistic for a pessimist
is that even possible? i’d be setting a precedent
no pressure; put these special specs on
lenses crimson in colour; man, where’d you get ’em from?
it’s like a weight has been lifted, the rope untied
wait, you’re fetching a shorter rope? forgive me, i tried
it ain’t easy being blue as hayley when they entertained the troops in kuwait in 20-10
remember when whenever i laughed i didn’t choke?
nah, me neither; hey man, now there’s a joke
stop insisting i’m not lost; you see a map?
don’t say “don’t be p-ssed off”; it’s how i rap

hook:
hang with me & my weather
storm clouds over my head; inside it wars raging
i wanna keep it low key but my heart is breaking
y’all know me, i’m in a war of attrition
i don’t want anyone to see me
eyes dark, a night sky without stars
believe me, i tried, but i don’t have a choice
i will never be a rose-colored boy

verse 2:
i think i might be a misguided ghost
never looking on the bright side though the camera’s getting close
i know it see the tear marks & i’ma let ’em get a little longer
and i ain’t gonna smile ‘cos i don’t wanna
i would love to be your rose-colored boy
but i never see a reason for my facial muscles to deploy
this ain’t a ploy; i’m so annoyed, i feel a void
and y’all ain’t gonna fill it with your optimistic happy noise
in my state you’re unbearable; where’s the joy you speak of?
my mother died of cancer & i gotta be responsible
i don’t wanna be a parent to my brothers
i just wanna rap & write some excellent paramore covers, ha
but the good die young; this ain’t the world you wanna see
unless you wanna go blind; i’m of the half-empty breed
ever bleed, be it blood, sweat, tears, or hope
this spark ain’t enough to burn this rope

hook

verse 3:
i will take you to wherever you wanna go
but i’ma just stay in the car & blast after laughter
‘cos i know it’s now a part of me, a part of this heart of me
melancholy music making motions in my arteries
gl-sses are off, tears flowing in this dead zone
paramore floating through these headphones
paranoid, disturbed, & nervous; ever walk the line
boy, you ain’t ever seen my mind
i’m a renegade, yeah, let the flames begin
now the gr-ss ain’t green & got serpents slithering in
what a shame we remain these fragile broken things
b-tterflies with broken wings
still shine brighter than anyone, if only to ourselves
a reflection of our personal h-lls, ah
lock the door to capture our voice, my voice
i will never be a rose-colored boy

hook (x2)

- dark side poet

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